three months later, it is finally freaking behind me
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i wish i had gotten properly medicated n therapized earlier 1. bc it hasnt even started yet i had one therapy appointment and i wont be feeling the effects of medication for another month and a half and 2. im already feeling regretful of the time i wasted these past few months being depressed. not unhappy just apathetic and frustrated. bc objectively im having a good time n learning new things and making friends like its a really good semester but i havent been able to enjoy it bc im currently incapable of enjoying anything. i can appreciate things, i can acknowledge the positive aspects of my life but they dont give me any positive feelings. instead im just angry or overwhelmed all the time
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forgot my food in the work fridge even though i spent the entire shift looking forward to eating it and wrote on my fucking arm do not forget food in fridge. i am so fucking sick of living in this godforsaken world
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Could try to accept I'll never have a normal life and I'll always struggle with loneliness, autism, ADD, broken family/home issues, drug dependencies, not fitting in anywhere, no passion/goals in life, keeping jobs, making payments etc, and fucking struggle n stumble and suffer my way through it all, or... I could learn to accept being found hanging on a rope in a forest isn't that scary and everything I leave behind will survive without me fine burdening them.
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Right so, when do I get to the whole cool club kid gay part of my existence? Or like the put together high powered career lesbian with a wife and a gaggle of friends? Like. I'm just stuck in the constant anxiety attack broke bitch queer person who fucking hates talking to people part. What the fuck.
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