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me: *minding my own business, reading Sterek fic* brain: ABBEY me: …what? brain: ABBEY BOMINABLE SHOULD HAVE SIBLINGS OR OTHER FAMILY DOLLS YES me: oh, for fuck’s sake. There actually is an Abbey-relative doll, her South Scaremerican cousin, Marisol Coxi. My brain cares not (possibly because we do not have Mari), and has proceeded to […] Pets & loves, fuzzbutt. So. Like I said, depression can and will make little flaws and problems and failures grow huge and heavy until they are all you can see, and the weight and disappointment is all you can feel. And just to add insult to injury, YOU KNOW ITS HAPPENING. You live with this crap inside you long […]
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I feel like things go wrong when I am least capable of handling them. Not necessarily big wrongs, either. Stupid, small, petty shit, that feels like the goddamn Titanic-killing iceberg because I just…can’t. Its all I can do not to cry at BREATHING, I cannot deal with anything more. So of course the mores keep […] Doing some internet window shopping to distract me a bit from emotional suck. Well, mostly window shopping, I do have a couple bids in on eBay, but its a rare, and a good-sized lot, and both are really low prices with more than a few days left. I’m not holding my breath on getting them, […] That’s my life in a nutshell. Crying pathetic desperation – no one’s around or cares, but hey, have some points.
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Things are…crappy right now. Stacked layers of suck, most of which I can do nothing about, and the slivers I might possibly be able to effect, I..don’t really have the mental or emotional strength/bravery to actually do. I need someone to just come in and be brave and adult for me for like, ten minutes. […]
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Not having the best April so far, depression-wise. Better than the other year, when it rained for the entire month, and I started to contemplate killing myself just to make the rain stop. Still not good, though. Down enough that on a few different occasions, my mother asked me if an item I was looking […] |
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