Ok, I really feel like hitting someone. Not anyone in particular, I just feel like doing some violence. Does someone have any help with how to deal with that? Should I just go out and look for someone to fight? Cause I'd probably lose ( Read more... )

You know what I fucking hate? People who come with their helpful little advice, like "you just have to pull yourself together". FUCK YOU! It's called a depression for a fucking reason, it's not like it goes away from a fucking condescending peptalk ( Read more... )

This day, you guys. Or maybe this life. Anyway, I managed to miss the train I was supposed to go on, so now I'll be, not late exactly, but I won't have the time I imagined. Also, going to a wedding tomorrow, and everything in me screams "Stay at home! Hide in your bed ( Read more... )

I feel so, so much like shit. Like, you wouldn't believe how much. Or maybe you would. If you want to imagine it it helps if you've had depression and basically slept for three weeks, not done anything that should be done and worried people unnecessarily. My parents actually threatened to call the police if I didn't give them a sign of life. Not my ( Read more... )

So, yesterday I was writing a post, and then DW ate it... Anyway.

Work. I like work. It makes me tired, and it's annoying at times, but it makes me feel useful. Like I'm part of something, like I'm important, and that is good. It's really good. It stops most of the suicide thoughts, because I have a purpose now, in a way studying will never give me ( Read more... )