Thanks for talking openly about the way depression is impacting you. I have chronic Major Depressive Disorder (with a delicious side of anxiety), and it's been really helpful to me to both write about it, and to read when others write about it. It makes it less isolating.
On an unrelated note: yesterday I saw a bumper sticker that read "I drive like a Cullen". I would take this to mean, "I do not value my life or the lives of mortals and should therefore not be on the road at rush hour." But then we all pulled away from the light and this car DROVE IN A PERFECTLY NORMAL FASHION. So, you know. What a ridiculous bumper sticker to put on your family van.
That is all I will be able to think of if I see that sticker now. And my best friend in town actually DID see it and called me immediately afterwards, as it made her think of me (*facepalm*).
Is it bad that nothing the Twihards do even remotely shocks me/scares me/makes me react at all anymore? I just shake my head and am like "Oh, those wacky Twihards".
(I also have no intention of leaving my apartment for at least 48 hours when The Shit Hits The Fan, considering I live less than five minutes from a movie theater in a good-sized college town).
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On an unrelated note: yesterday I saw a bumper sticker that read "I drive like a Cullen". I would take this to mean, "I do not value my life or the lives of mortals and should therefore not be on the road at rush hour." But then we all pulled away from the light and this car DROVE IN A PERFECTLY NORMAL FASHION. So, you know. What a ridiculous bumper sticker to put on your family van.
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/hopes the joke is recognized/goes over
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My work for the day is done.
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Also, WHAT THE HELL, CRAZY FAN-MOM!?
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(I also have no intention of leaving my apartment for at least 48 hours when The Shit Hits The Fan, considering I live less than five minutes from a movie theater in a good-sized college town).
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