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uprooted

I am the ghost of what yesterday is. I've never truly been who I am, and I love to talk in a paradoxical manner. I'm here to share my pain and try my damnedest to extend a hand where needed; One smile at a time. I love The Antlers and indie. Hipster, misunderstood cat lover. Chances are we'll get along great, just give me a chance.

Ramblings of a Tweaking Sulk

by uprooted 8/18/2012

written by uprooted

I seem to stumble on this website at the oddest hours of night.Â

It’s only 4:43AM, and I can’t sleep. This is a self induced insomnia. For the first time in ages I scored Adderall and I felt like myself this evening. All good things come to an end, I’m facing the enviable come down. Maybe it’s my brain reeling from the dopamine flood it just endured. I’ve just gotten to thinking that being a depressed addict is probably one of the worst illnesses in the world. Use to live, and when the dope runs out, curl up and die.

It makes me nostalgic. I miss when […]

8/18/2012 3 comments

Listless, hopeless

by uprooted 8/13/2012

written by uprooted

I’ve been battling depression for as long as I can remember. Dr trials, pill trials, I couldn’t take it. They finally stuck me on Pristiq and dismissed all of my issues. It’s teen angst, he has nothing to be sad about.Â

Who in the world is entitled to decide how I should feel? Everybody is just ‘fine’ all the time. Here’s a shocking fact: I’m not fine. I’m on the opposite end of the spectrum. I’ve relapsed into this state of self loathing and loneliness I thought I conquered years ago. Some how, after everything I’ve been through, it decides to rear its head NOW. I […]

8/13/2012 5 comments