I must insist things get better than this or else I might disappear. I got hit this week with a tough bout of depression that really knocked me on my ass and makes me want to curl up in bed … Continue reading
I don’t sympathize with myself when I don’t get a bit of work done. I punish myself with negative thoughts and hate what I have become. +++ Moving back in with my parents last week has been incredibly hard to … Continue reading
I have an inkling that it won’t be long until I’m batshit crazy.
So, I’ve come home for a while. Last night was my first night sleeping back in my old high school bedroom, tonight is the first night Elise is spending here, and so tomorrow morning is when we wake up and … Continue reading
I only have four more sleeps here in my apartment before Elise and I are moving back to my parent’s house. I can’t believe this is happening, let alone that I am here talking about it, but I’m starting to … Continue reading
When I’m particularly depressed, which I have been more in the last two or three months than I have been in the last few years, I don’t really do much. I don’t want to get out of bed in the … Continue reading