Ok, I'm depressed and I'm going through the first break-up that's really hit me hard. Well, I've gone through it multiple times but this one has a finality of feeling to it.
I'm on disability, I don't have a lot of money.
I have a hard time making myself do things. Anything. Taking action is the opposite of anything I ever want to do. I spend my time in bed on the internet and I'm so bored I think it incites my brain into emotional overload sometimes because at least then there's something to focus on.
I picked up a stray cat recently, brought her home, she's spending her time beside me in bed most of the time.
I don't know wtf to do with my life or myself. I can go get some ice cream I guess. That means I have to put on clothes and coat. That makes me glad it's winter and I can hide my pj shirt under a coat which makes me worry about what it's going to be like in summer going outside. The mere thought of the effort of having to dress more nicely in summer is actively making me upset. I'm fucked. I have a bunch of weed, I smoke regularly. I try video games but my concentration lacks in them most of the time. I play hearthstone and hearts in puzzle pirates these days. That's it. I'm not terribly skilled at either.
I'm really, really, really trying my fucking hardest to be fucking positive about my fucking life.
I'm on disability, I don't have a lot of money.
I have a hard time making myself do things. Anything. Taking action is the opposite of anything I ever want to do. I spend my time in bed on the internet and I'm so bored I think it incites my brain into emotional overload sometimes because at least then there's something to focus on.
I picked up a stray cat recently, brought her home, she's spending her time beside me in bed most of the time.
I don't know wtf to do with my life or myself. I can go get some ice cream I guess. That means I have to put on clothes and coat. That makes me glad it's winter and I can hide my pj shirt under a coat which makes me worry about what it's going to be like in summer going outside. The mere thought of the effort of having to dress more nicely in summer is actively making me upset. I'm fucked. I have a bunch of weed, I smoke regularly. I try video games but my concentration lacks in them most of the time. I play hearthstone and hearts in puzzle pirates these days. That's it. I'm not terribly skilled at either.
I'm really, really, really trying my fucking hardest to be fucking positive about my fucking life.





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