Flist! I am bored and feeling icky cos I'm sick and emotionally drained because that's what abuse does to you and angry because that's what Arizona's new law would do to any decent person
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I don't even know what depression is like for me. I remember it being very bad for me when I was 13-14, to the point where brushing my teeth and my hair felt like it was impossible. I think I spent an entire summer in my Mom's bed getting up only to fix my brother stuff to eat and wash the dishes. My mother either didn't notice that something was wrong with me because I kept doing all my shores and doing well in school or she didn't know what to do.
That entire year is like a blur to me, except I remember getting up one day to realize I needed to go outside because my mom had forgotten to buy groceries and my brother was hungry and realizing I couldn't even get a brush into my hair it was so tangled. And it was like . . . I woke up. I was like looking in the mirror and thinking "what the fuck are you doing?" And then I . . . got better after that. I wish I could find out how exactly I got better so I could tell other people and they could get better too. I think it was because I got a library card and started going to the library constantly. I mean, I still get sad every once in a while, but I've never gotten to that point again and I've never been on meds either. I usually just get better on my own/
TL;DR I had the strangest Hetalia high school AU dream last night. I think England was an Brit Lit teacher in some upper class USA high school with wholly inappropriate, perverse, sexual attraction to one of his student. Who was the star of the varsity football. And probably America. This is not the kind of shit I should be admitting publicly.
I'm probably just freaking out because I got a big test coming up. Plus, I really got no symptoms beyond "I'm feeling a little paranoid about my life for no rational reason I can discern and thus a little sad."
That entire year is like a blur to me, except I remember getting up one day to realize I needed to go outside because my mom had forgotten to buy groceries and my brother was hungry and realizing I couldn't even get a brush into my hair it was so tangled. And it was like . . . I woke up. I was like looking in the mirror and thinking "what the fuck are you doing?" And then I . . . got better after that. I wish I could find out how exactly I got better so I could tell other people and they could get better too. I think it was because I got a library card and started going to the library constantly. I mean, I still get sad every once in a while, but I've never gotten to that point again and I've never been on meds either. I usually just get better on my own/
TL;DR I had the strangest Hetalia high school AU dream last night. I think England was an Brit Lit teacher in some upper class USA high school with wholly inappropriate, perverse, sexual attraction to one of his student. Who was the star of the varsity football. And probably America. This is not the kind of shit I should be admitting publicly.
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LOOOOOOOOOL
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But thank you for worrying for me.
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WR I DID NOT MEAN TO HIGH JACK YOUR POST WITH MY DEPRESSING BS
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IT'S OKAY. REALLY. I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY! AND KEEP KICKING BUTT IN SCHOOL.
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