watching misfits… the best part is the music soundtrack…
watching misfits… the best part is the music soundtrack…
i can feel my body finally giving up on me…
i'm not sure how much more i have left
anxiety is preventing me from doing the things i need. i have no meds. no support.
‘distraction therapy’ is minimally helpful to eliminate some symptoms. only exacerbating issues.
your words are abrasive
sitting in the dark contemplating my death most of the day…
struggling in silence
my cranium reverberates from my screaming brain
did not go well…
ask for a queer-identified therapist & receive ‘LGBTQ-friendly’
which is a bit too much in the vein of ‘tolerant’
may skip sleep altogether today…
i have a therapy intake appt in 6 hours
delirium is a good state for an introduction me thinks
trying very hard to not feel grossly embittered with the world, so self-medicating and napping