(lycanthropy) A more modern use of the word is in reference to a mental illness called lycanthropy in which a patient believes he or she is, or has transformed into, an animal and behaves accordingly. This is sometimes referred to as clinical lycanthropy to distinguish it from its use in legends.
thoughts of suicide becoming more frequent. positives and negatives revolving in my head. can’t seem to shake loneliness, sadness, pessimism, or anger. done with psychologist, psychiatrist seems better option medication wise. cant do that due to parental disagreement. unsure whether or not to attempt in order to wind up in hospital, meaning no school or hassles, time to be alone and really think things over. be away from everything i hate. i think i am sick because i dont know whether id rather tragedy come to me or another i am close to. there are no words to explain this, i have felt worse than […]
my psychologist told me that one day i’m going to run out of films and music to connect to rather than people. they are the only things that i can relate to. the words of a song or a character in a film. anyway, the cure just makes me feel like although i feel alone others feel it with me. robert smith is a genius. just dont let the music make you feel worse. pornography and disintegration, arguably the most depressing of their stuff, are my favourite albums. it just sucks because i’m a teenager and missed the days when i could see my favourite […]
my stomach drops everytime i hear anything about my past friendship with someone who meant a lot to me and i cant stand it anymore. i’m sick of being the one that everyone comes running to when they’ve hit rock bottom. “the fixer” is apparently an adequate word to describe me. i hate that. i’m sick of trying to help everyone that i pose some interest in and never here them ask “what about you, are you okay?”. the truth of the matter is that no matter who i finally connect with, all that matters to them is themselves and that which they cannot achieve […]
I love philosophy but questioning the things that we base our lives on scares me whilst exciting me. I don’t know what to do anymore. I have no friends to hang out with, outside of school. I lost the few I had. I spend my days on the computer looking for things to put my mind to. I eagerly search for films and music that somehow relates to my endless negative feelings in order to find some connection with another person, even though I have never met them and they are oblivious of my existence. I saw my psychologist for the first time a week […]