I hate having PMS, my hormones fuck up my mental health and I get angry and moody, and the delusions bother me to the point where I almost have a panic attack or a psychosis ( Read more... )

I don't know if it’s only my PMS or the side effects of my depression medicine dosage increase, but I have been thinking about suicide again. I would commit suicide if I could, but I’m running out of ideas; I am too good a swimmer to drown, I don’t want to make anyone be late from work by jumping under a train, taking an overdose of medicine makes ( Read more... )

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As I have mentioned before, I have been a bit down in the dumps for the past week and I don't know why, I guess it's my PMS.

I have been thinking that if I didn't have this mental disorder, my life would be happy. After all, I have all my basic needs covered. And I would be able to get a degree and go to work.

I still remember last year when I moved into this current apartment, I was so happy I felt like I had never been this happy. It wasn't only the apartment, it was also spring, school beginning and continuing my therapy ( Read more... )

No matter how many pills I pop, write my diary, eat fruits, drink cocoa and read comics ( Read more... )

Just tell me straight away; do you consider me a bad person and a lousy friend?

Sometimes I feel like I would give each and every person in this world a piece of my own happiness, until I would have nothing left.
Sometimes I feel like I would gladly burn in Hell all alone for an eternity, if I would secure everyone a place in Heaven.

I was thinking of writing a real misery memoir out of today's entry, but then again, everyone would just tell me that I need to get laid when my period ends. So here goes.

I think the highlight of the day was when I had a dream about my favorite video game Silent Hill: Downpour which I have never played. Such is the life of a fake geek girl ( Read more... )

I still remember my last apartment in Kilterinrinne; it didn't feel like my home at all ( Read more... )