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I got better
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“Is everything okay?” Anne asked me. She sat at our counter, and I stood on the other side, next to the microwave, watching my bowl of soup slowly turn around inside it.”
“No, it’s not,” I said, “I’m having a terrible day, and I know it’s because my brain…
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You don’t deserve the best of me if you don’t accept the rest of me.
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Him: And you can use the funds in your Health Savings Account to cover your health care expenses.
Me: So could I use it for pizza?
Me: So you're saying it doesn't cover mental health expenses?
Apparently this is how I think. “Medication didn’t work. Smart life choices didn’t work. Cognitive Based Therapy didn’t work…maybe what will eradicate my depression and resolve my anxiety is a lightly carbonated soda in a dildo shaped bottle.” #canthurt #dependingonwhereiputthebottle #depression #anxiety
It gets crowded in here.
Me, in reference to my head
I find myself thoroughly exhausting.
You can’t insult me. You can’t hurt my feelings. You will never be able to say anything about me that’s even half as hurtful as the things I say about myself in my head every day.
When you ask me, “What’s wrong?” I answer, “I’m tired,” because telling the truth and saying, “I’ve lost all hope,” starts a conversation neither of us wants to have.
And I never felt hungry at all...
Her: You've lost weight! How'd you do it?
Me: Eating right and exercise.
Me: Just kidding. Appetite suppressing anxiety and crippling depression.