Trying to write my compassionate letter that I’m supposed to do for therapy but I feel like a dick for talking to myself… 😕
I prayed tonight
For the first time since I was little and did it obsessively.
I am lost and hurting so badly.
I don’t want to spend my life revisiting this sad place as I have been for the last 9 years.
I am so desperate and tired.
I just wanted somebody else to take this load off me for a while.
I’m not really religious but god I need some hope that I am not alone in this big scary universe.
Please I just want this smothering fog to lighten because right now I just cry and feel broken.
Of course, I will keep pushing on. I’ll go to class, paint, try to exercise because I know this will end and I’ll be glad I didn’t fuck up my life completely. But today I struggled to get out of bed.
I’m sorry that my posts this afternoon have been so negative.
I will become functionally sad again soon. I’m going to come out of this foggy patch and the flowers will be blooming and I’ll e able to taste food again. I have a lot to look forward to. I’ll get through this but it won’t be tonight. And it might not be next week or the week after but the one comfort I can take from the recent bipolar diagnosis is that every mood I have will eventually end. It can’t stay forever.
I have the only dog on the planet that is ashamed of his own farting
reblogging bc this is hilarious and a daily occurrence
My first attempt at anything vaguely lacy. Practising with big needles and thick scrap yarn before I try with something nice and fine :)
I want some cold and flu tablets and some ice cream but I’m in my pyjamas. Going to start a late night grocery deliver service and I will seriously make a killing
I need to curl up and be asleep for forever right now.
I’m so sad.
This has hit me like a ton of bricks yuck
If you’ve had bulimia, you will know the sheer panic I have when I think about going to the dentist in half an hour 😫
That familiar feeling
I’ve been fighting this and trying to ignore that my mood’s been going down for the last 6 or so weeks but nope.
Here we are again.
Want to curl up into a ball and cry.
I want to get off this ride now please