you know...
Despite the fact that I have gone off my concerta meds, gone on antidepression meds, gotten better at not obsessing, gone to therapy, been able to eat these past few days (with the aid of tums), gotten better at being more cheerful or at least pretending to be more cheerful, and had a thouroughly good time at jill's party yesterday, there is still somebody I miss very much. I can't find the words, but if you could experience the things I have gone through, you'd understand.
I refuse to share a lot of it, but I have my worries and concerns, too. All of the professionals attempt to do armchair diagnostics stuff. They tell me what a mistake it is to care. Especially because to them it doesn't seem superficial, and they actually beleive that my symptoms aren't the kind born out of teen passion or anything. they say it is a very long term mindset, like someone would treat a best friend or family member. they're quite suprised.
I hope it isn't wrong for me to say... but I guess you could say these past 2 days I have been perfectly fine... except there is somebody missing.
sort of.
Anyway, that's all. This is just my late ramblings.
I refuse to share a lot of it, but I have my worries and concerns, too. All of the professionals attempt to do armchair diagnostics stuff. They tell me what a mistake it is to care. Especially because to them it doesn't seem superficial, and they actually beleive that my symptoms aren't the kind born out of teen passion or anything. they say it is a very long term mindset, like someone would treat a best friend or family member. they're quite suprised.
I hope it isn't wrong for me to say... but I guess you could say these past 2 days I have been perfectly fine... except there is somebody missing.
sort of.
Anyway, that's all. This is just my late ramblings.