I wish I didn’t tell my mom about how I self harmed, because I’m really feeling like I need to again. I get that I don’t actually need to the way I need water or food, but it sure feels the same fucking way right now.
my friend acts like she has bigger problems than everyone. I’m not discrediting her depression, but considering the fact that I used to self harm and am on 187.5 mg of antidepressants, I think she needs to step back and consider the fact that other people have problems. it’s all dandy to talk about yourself but it’s a major trigger for me to talk about it, so maybe she should save it for her therapist.
i need people who don’t define themselves by their depression.
whoops I’m totally sorry that I decided to share my opinion. I guess this site is for people who want to try […]
I feel empty. I’ve read 4 books in 2 days and now I’m just laying in bed staring at the ceiling. I don’t know what to do anymore.