that cause me to turn to sarcasm or humor to defend myself
basically...trying to get my crafts prepared for a convention in april if i start a slow process now i'll be ready by then
so as i am preparing images in photoshop for my crafts to print out....its a repetitive process -ugh - a realization of this pops up
i am suicidal again because my medicine is failing so i have episodes and freak outs. i have these BECAUSE my medicine isn't working (currently on a new med again. yay fun fun adjustment time. NOT) so the episodes are not happening. for now
that was yesterday or a week ago i forget time feels different for me now but i am aware of time passing but remembering when things happened not so much
the second realization comes today:
my medicine isn't failing me so much as i don't have the one person who was like medicine for me but also a friend, hell this person was medicine for everyone here....and i need to get to a counselor soon as the grief is STILL there...jebus....
and the third realization as i am typing this, i let the grief eat me alive and knew this...and didn't care....as long as my family wasn't so much affected by it...but they were....through my issues they were
so what do i do now between now and my counselors appointment NEXT FARKING WEEK...yes i am impatient to get better
basically...trying to get my crafts prepared for a convention in april if i start a slow process now i'll be ready by then
so as i am preparing images in photoshop for my crafts to print out....its a repetitive process -ugh - a realization of this pops up
i am suicidal again because my medicine is failing so i have episodes and freak outs. i have these BECAUSE my medicine isn't working (currently on a new med again. yay fun fun adjustment time. NOT) so the episodes are not happening. for now
that was yesterday or a week ago i forget time feels different for me now but i am aware of time passing but remembering when things happened not so much
the second realization comes today:
my medicine isn't failing me so much as i don't have the one person who was like medicine for me but also a friend, hell this person was medicine for everyone here....and i need to get to a counselor soon as the grief is STILL there...jebus....
and the third realization as i am typing this, i let the grief eat me alive and knew this...and didn't care....as long as my family wasn't so much affected by it...but they were....through my issues they were
so what do i do now between now and my counselors appointment NEXT FARKING WEEK...yes i am impatient to get better
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