This isn't meant to be one of those woe-is-me posts. It's simple. I am depressed. I have Major Depressive Disorder. I have Dysthmic Disorder. I also am realizing that WordPress has changed their format slightly and it's bothering me to all hell. Yes, I feel alone. But I know I am not. However, when I … Continue reading I have no title.
220. That is what the scale says. Either I need a new scale or I need new clothes. This time two years ago I was probably about 170. Even one year ago I was probably 190. So much regret. By September, 2014, I was 140. Most was loose skin, but I was happy to fit … Continue reading I don’t have an eating disorder?
Monday night, David and I went to the drive-in theater to see the new Pixar movie, Inside Out. I laughed, I cried, I went emotionally numb, I was scared of my own feelings and then ultimately experienced an overwhelming sense of revelation to the inner workings of my mind. I was pleasantly surprised about the concept developed … Continue reading Sadness Inside & Out
I don't know what lies more: depression or happiness? The only times I can feel validated to the outside world are when I am zombie-depressed. I sleep, I mope, I cry, and I think about suicide for comfort. But what about the other end of the spectrum? When I actually experience "good" days? The other … Continue reading The Psychometer of a Polarized Emotional State
Hello world. Goddamn I'm lost. I have no idea how to start or how to finish anything. I only know how to work on something. Even then, I procrastinate. So maybe I'll just jump right in and hopefully as posts go by it'll start to make some sense. I'm currently unemployed. What better time to … Continue reading Fluffy Butts and Cheese Sandwiches