insanity

There is a small fear inside that I will one day go completely insane. That no matter taking meds, using talk therapy eventually I will go down in it and not come back out of it. That even with my loving family I will one day be gone to a place they can not reach me. And then I would be off where they could not find me. I see those homeless men and women on the streets downtown where I work. I have though will one day I be one of them. The mass of people who are fairly invisible to those who are not like them. To be a part of those who talk to themselves loudly without sense or reason to it. I fear this happening to me, losing my husband, my children, my family because I would go completely insane. There is no guarantees it won't happen, no assurances anyone can give me to ease my mind. I will take my meds, talk to a therapist and do what I need to do so I do not end up gone.