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went to psychology; got off of zoloft and now i'm on prozac. hopefully that helps. my parents have a visit with my therapist tommorrow. finished midterms..i quite like being alive even though it is hard
stessful. my friend got mad because he is infatuated / hyperfixated on shootings and my other friend dislikes how he constantly talks about it. he is also mean so my friend got mad about that. i tried to be nice but he wouldnt listen. i feel really bad. then i can only take 1/2 of my zoloft pill now because it feels like it makes my intrusive thoughts worse. my head hurts
This picture of me was taken when I was in heaven. It was fun. I was bathed in a golden light the whole time. They gave me this suit to wear, but I had to give it back the same day. I am meant to return back to heaven. My duties have been dealt with, and the body is meant to return to its rightful owner. I am prevented from doing that.
went to therapy. did OCD screening. aligned with most of the obsessive/compulsive things. we didnt finish it sadly because its really long, its called the idea box i think? im taking the full zoloft pill now, and im not feeling much. i got to keep this emotion sheet i got. I got my site's RSS in the feed. it's been a month since the day i was supposed to kill myself
new site layout is out: it is heavily inspired by dogspit (its like my old one but it resembles theirs more, because it's cleaner) and i hope they're OK with it; i went to therapy and got perscribed zoloft and some other pill i can't pronounce the name of that i take that'll make me sleepy if i get anxious, so i need to sign a form to bring that to school; i ALSO need to get a 504 plan in place. so much work. she says i have obsessive symptoms, possible autism and GAD. i think i have to go to a neuropsychologist to look into the OCD or autism i forgot
got into nekolink! + working on new pages. therapy tommorrow. i put music on my ps vita so i can listen while i drive there
and the hammer of time smashes my body like glass in a paper bag
happy thanksgiving! i have a small section of family who i see. immediate family who i see all the time. i forgot to write an entry yesterday, but i went to therapy. i have two appointments next week; one on Monday for therapy and one on Wednesday for psychology. i may also get diagnosed with autism in a while, and i have to do this other thing which i forgot the name of. i only remember the discussion about if Medicare would cover it. on that topic, i got a new caresource card. ohioRISE or something. hopefully that pays it because i don't want to be a burden. stars look like holes in the floor of heaven to me;; people are scared of dying but anything as universal as death is a blessing to me. have a good evening, hopefully your family won't bicker when you're eating today!
shot down in the glory of my prime; only to find the bullets were divine
you can't waste all of your time critiquing things without realizing at some point that we as humans aren't built around critque and analysis; but upon raw creative force. at some point you have to ask yourself: have i made anything beautiful? creating things requires being raw and vulnerable, critiquing doesn't;; it doesn't matter how good you are at something, if you've never bared your soul in front of an audience ........ i am exhausted from constant debates and critiques, i just want to make something that is delightful and generates LOVE. you need to think: when you die, will the world be a more beautiful place after your life or a more disgusting place? think about your residue!!! aghhhhhh!!!!!!!! i am mad today
assortment of thoughts: sometimes, in the dead of the night, i swear the joy from my old voice , and the cadence it used to have still prances around the house, desperate to find its way back to it's owner.. i really hope people will think highly of me when they see me nude. they already sexualize me a lot. losing myself in my own consciousness helps to get over it. i feel filthy anyway, it is impossible to get myself clean from their lust. is it lust or just a joke people do to mess with my fragile brain? i hope they die in a dumb way. drive off a bridge, choke on their own vomit after drinking too much. they don’t deserve to die in peace. have a good one, friends
greetings. i have learned more about my family. i think they don't like telling me because they think it'll make my face turn ugly and pinched. iam very open to conversation, but things have been rough so i think they don't wanna hurt me. i went on a long walk. i get hysteric, it's as though it's coming from the fabric of reality, iridescent and thick; similar to an oil spill. the details in sidewalks vibrate something deep within me that only started happening recently. details in beautiful brick walls and weeds that others rip out and throw out ;;; the air smells different nowadaus
the lights of the city blink like thousands of little eyes, watching and waiting. i really only go to the city for therapy nowadays. it's been going well. my therapist says i have anxiety and depression. she also says i will need to see a psychologist to see if i have psychosis. my last meeting with her was on tuesday. my next is wednesday, the day before thanksgiving. that's my last with her. then i see my psychologist on december 4th. hopefully i can find what i'm looking for. sometimes i yearn for the warmth of another body, and my mind goes blissfully blank.
people are trying to get things sorted out with me, and to find what is exactly WRONG with me. i am not too sure either. i want to join the rest of the world so badly. maybe i don't need it. i like walking and talking to people but lots of people have this weird aggressive disposition?
i've heard that when greyhounds retire, after spending their whole youth racing at the dog tracks, they become monstrous couch potatoes. you can never get them to race again, and you practically have to drag them outside just to take a walk. lately i feel like a retired greyhound
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