I just got my new antidepressant, Zoloft. I know it takes several weeks to build up in your system so we will have to wait and see how well it works. Also, tomorrow I have an appt. with a counselor on campus. Then we will go from there.
I wanted to write today but I can’t. I just do not have the mental energy. Depression is a crippling disease and I have struggled with it all my life. I may seem ok now but tomorrow I may be curled up in a ball crying my eyes out again feeling hopeless and despaired. But, at least I know I have a few friends and family who love me even when I do not love myself.
I keep seventeen pills in my rozerem bottle. I counted them again today. More than enough to get the job done. I have been very sad and depressed and I can’t seem to work through it. Tomorrow (at the behest of someone I have been talking to) I need to try and look into some counseling sevices but I don’t know where to start. I never pictured myself being here but here I am. I have hit rock bottom. Afraid to sleep. I keep having these dreams so here I am tumbling to get things out of my head.
Charles Bukowski (via houseofromanov)
I have more doubts than should be allowable.
My followers better all reblog this.
They’re = They fucking are.
Their = Shows fucking possession.
There = Specifies a fucking location.
You’re = You fucking are.
Your = Shows fucking possession.
We’re = We fucking are.
Were = Past fucking tense of “are”.
Where = Specifies a fucking location.
Than = A fucking comparison.
Then = A point in fucking time.
A lot = A large fucking amount
Alot = Not even a fucking word (But it’s a fucking city)