When you imagine something that could never come true, quite satisfying, how you take your small wins. Win by win.
I actually miss you. I hate myself for this.
First work in progress for a long time
I’ve learned I’m just happy as long as I’m getting some attention. It’s probably all I’m looking for right now.
Some friends don’t understand this. They don’t understand how desperate I am to have someone say, I love you and I support you just the way you are because you’re wonderful just the way you are. They don’t understand that I can’t remember anyone ever saying that to me. I am so demanding and difficult for my friends because I want to crumble and fall apart before them so that they will love me even though I am no fun, lying in bed, crying all the time, not moving. Depression is all about If you loved me you would.
chronologically I know you`re young
but when you kissed me in the club you bit my tongue
Loudon Wainwright, Motel Blues
A while ago, I penned a fairly angry response to something circulating on the internet – the 21 Habits of Happy People. It pissed me off beyond belief, that there was an inference that if you weren’t Happy, you simply weren’t doing the right things.
I’ve had depression for as long as I can…