Ive had a number of days in a row where the simplest things are incredibly difficult. if not impossible. depression and anxiety meeting in a dark alley and holding me in there. while I navigate the world cuz I have to. sitting in that shit, not getting high, not getting drunk, not cutting myself. and while I usually lean on this social network of friends to talk about these things, it hasnt felt like a good thing to do lately. I havent because I see how people use the information here against me. judgy jerks. its weird the number of people that might read our posts, that we dont realize read our posts. weird creepers reading our shit. Im not feeling well. things that are generally easy are hard work if not impossible. im not doing well. Im completely whelmed over. not saying so feels like Im white knuckling it. when I say it here it sets it free a little and takes the power of it away, just a little bit. I dont want any advice. I appreciate solidarity. Im not looking for pity. though Im smelling a little pitty. metallic taste in my mouth looping thoughts. not enough down time. hips and lower back aching. ride around on the tip of my last spoon again today, hopefully keep from crashing.
Posted on: Tue, 11 Nov 2014 19:01:27 +0000
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