Sometimes, when I’m sitting around feeling sorry for myself, I wonder why my biological parents didn’t want me. The story my brother told me was that I was taken away from the home because of neglect. That’s all he had … Continue reading
Yes, I had another HUGE anxiety episode today. I didn’t bother to mention the big trigger I had Thursday. I’ve started my new medication and it can’t start working fast enough. Basically it’s like three weeks without depression or anxiety … Continue reading
That was a rough week. One of the shittiest I’ve had in months. I won’t say that it’s all over or I’m all better now, but I do feel a little better and have gained back some control of my … Continue reading
Here I am again. I’m hoping that one day I will be writing when I feel good or when something good happens, not when I’m depressed or have had a bad day. I believe I mentioned previously that I have … Continue reading
Yesterday I had individual therapy. Even though we talked about things I’d done in the past that still doesn’t make me feel very good about myself, I left feeling pretty decent. I wasn’t sad or depressed, or disgusted with myself. I do … Continue reading
Sometimes I don’t even know why I try! Why do I struggle to stay alive? Why do I keep going to therapy? To group? Why do I try and watch my blood sugar? Why do I take all of my … Continue reading
I’m still thinking too much. I want it to stop. My therapist says it’s good for me. Now, if only I could cry. That’s supposed to be the best part. I came across this article tonight, thought I would share … Continue reading
I don’t hate you, my brother Kreigh. I hate the things you’ve done. I hate the way you made the little girl, that was me, feel. I hate the way I feel today because of the things you did to … Continue reading
I was just talking about this very thing to my therapist today. I have been having triggers for a week now. I can’t really identify the trigger exactly but it’s the sick, uncomfortable, anxious feeling that I am getting, the … Continue reading
Just in in case anybody is paying attention, I hate my life. I have little bits of joy here and there. But for the most part it sucks. How much of it is real? How much of it is perceived … Continue reading
