So, a couple weeks ago one of my friends called me up and asked if I would be available to help out at a book bazaar that she was planning and organizing. She offered to pay me $20 but I immediately squashed that and said I didn't need money to help her out. So, she … Continue reading Helping a Friend
I got fired today for too many absences for being physically sick and need some kind words. I'll write more later but I'm going to try to enjoy my weekend first.
Mental illness isn't always predictable (or is it ever, really?) and sometimes it seems to make no sense at all. I live rent-free with family, I have loving family and friends, I have a new job (part-time) that I actually enjoy, working with people I actually like, and I have stable, consistent work hours. So, … Continue reading So… Hospital Again
I feel so lost. I don't understand so many things. Like, for instance, why does the thought of going to work tomorrow make me want to grab my pill bottle and take everything? Do I want to die? I don't think so. Yet those urges are strong. I can visualize myself taking the medication, then … Continue reading Trigger Warning: Do I Want to Die?
Sometimes my family members tell me I need to give up on a friendship and move on. Like one friendship I had in college, we'll call her Sylvia, that was super important to me. I talked with Sylvia about practically everything, especially relating to my mental illness and the struggles I was having with self-harm … Continue reading Why I Can’t Give Up On Friends
Everyone has insecurities. I think that's just a part of life. Today one of my insecurities came out. My sister and her girlfriend invited about 5 people over to have cider and watch Hocus Pocus. Most everyone said no because they were sick or busy and, even though I'd already said I was coming, I … Continue reading Fighting Through Insecurities
I slept 15 hours last night. That's a lot and way too much but I woke up after sleeping 12 hours and it was only 10am and there was no way I wanted to be up early on a weekend after working all week. So I went back to sleep. That has absolutely nothing to … Continue reading Sometimes I Just Want to Hide