My name is Miss Meicky. Hated by most, loved by some. I'm a writer, an artist, a bulimic. An avid 12 stepper, since like yesterday - (
EDA and
ABA, I don't fuck with
OA). I am Meic Depressic, meaning I have bipolar disorder, and tend to be either manic + bulimic or depressed + bulimic. I also have social anxiety, and A.D.D. tendencies. Sometimes I self injure, but that is more in the past. Basically there is a lot of light inside of me, it's just wrapped up in a lot of darkness.
Things You May Not Know:
I'm pretty shy and don't have a lot of friends IRL (in real life), so I spend most of my time online or at the gym. I have a lazy eye (but it doesn't deviate, so you can't look at me and tell). I <3 cute dresses, accessories from claire's, handbags and beaded bracelets. i hate that my ribs are covered by fat, stupid questions and small talk.my favourite season is apple season and I like my apples crunchy.
"The effects of an unhappy beginning are various: shame, rage, anxiety, inhibition, insecurity, self-doubt, a propensity for self-harm; but there is one common factor: a fundamental mistrust, an insidious feeling that the world is not a place where you are welcome or can be at home. It can take a long time to get over that feeling- if it can ever be got over." -The Other Side of You