frank was going through a state of depression in his bedroom
when he reached out for the jar
he swallowed every last pill and he lack back on his duvet
a Haliborange overdose is perhaps not the right way to kill yourself
(from Sealclubbing by half man half bisucuit, off of the BACK IN THE DHSS album)
Well I'm feeling suddenly depressed. Tomorrow is going to happen, as is the day after and the day after and the day after, and I'll probably be alive. I'm trying not to pick up. I had an apple to try and dull the craving for energy-dense food. I have had enough food today. That didn't quite hit the spot, so I started pressing a dull knife into my flesh. I don't wish to harm myself, but I find pain calming. foibey isn't able to help me. I'll see what tomorrow brings.
I'll be seeing my psychiatrist at the begining of Feb, and I can make an appointment with my GP whenever I want to.
Venting. Don't worry (yet!)
Maybe this is time for a gratitude list:
gf who likes a lot of the same things as me
guitar
computer
housing stability
LJ
LJ friends
family that is not obviously homophobic/biphobic (even though I don't have much of a relationship with them)
masturbation - great, isn't it
and a well-done list:
ate healthily today
introduced someone to the delights of radio 4 and half man half biscuit
walked for half an hour
did housework
practiced guitar including sight-reading
avoided picking up
Send me *hugs* if you like.
Feeling much better. Made us both some strong coffee, did a bit of moving about. I have no particular reason for feeling depressed earlier. I love foibey :-)
This woman just called me to find out about how to get to a self-help group I'm running tomorrow. She asked what bus to take, and told me where she was coming from. I immediately knew what bus. I am the master of public transport. Look upon me with awe.
he swallowed every last pill and he lack back on his duvet
a Haliborange overdose is perhaps not the right way to kill yourself
(from Sealclubbing by half man half bisucuit, off of the BACK IN THE DHSS album)
Well I'm feeling suddenly depressed. Tomorrow is going to happen, as is the day after and the day after and the day after, and I'll probably be alive. I'm trying not to pick up. I had an apple to try and dull the craving for energy-dense food. I have had enough food today. That didn't quite hit the spot, so I started pressing a dull knife into my flesh. I don't wish to harm myself, but I find pain calming. foibey isn't able to help me. I'll see what tomorrow brings.
I'll be seeing my psychiatrist at the begining of Feb, and I can make an appointment with my GP whenever I want to.
Venting. Don't worry (yet!)
Maybe this is time for a gratitude list:
gf who likes a lot of the same things as me
guitar
computer
housing stability
LJ
LJ friends
family that is not obviously homophobic/biphobic (even though I don't have much of a relationship with them)
masturbation - great, isn't it
and a well-done list:
ate healthily today
introduced someone to the delights of radio 4 and half man half biscuit
walked for half an hour
did housework
practiced guitar including sight-reading
avoided picking up
Send me *hugs* if you like.
Feeling much better. Made us both some strong coffee, did a bit of moving about. I have no particular reason for feeling depressed earlier. I love foibey :-)
This woman just called me to find out about how to get to a self-help group I'm running tomorrow. She asked what bus to take, and told me where she was coming from. I immediately knew what bus. I am the master of public transport. Look upon me with awe.