Golly gee, do we think Phnee might be in a depressive part of her cycle?

[mousme]

StupidgoddamnedbipolardisorderIhateitIhateitIhateit!

Yes, I'm depressed. Bite me and go to hell! Oh, did I just say that out loud? (Or write it out loud)

*kicks a wall petulantly*

Cranky to boot. Lovely.

Yes, world, here I am in all my unglory.

I don't feel like leaving home today, but the rational part of me is telling me I'll feel much better if I go out and force myself to be social with my parents' friends. Hell, there'll probably even be dessert, and that's never a bad thing.

It's just right now I feel like curling up in a ball under a piece of large furniture and never coming out again. I may even take a stuffed animal with me and suck my thumb, and wish the whole world would leave me alone.

Sadly, I don't have that "luxury." I have to get dressed, get myself organised, put on a happy face and go out to dinner. Then I have to get up in the morning and go to work so I don't starve. I don't know how I do it every day, honestly I don't. Somehow, the show must go on.



It's a lucky thing I don't even have the spare cash to buy razor blades. Or that I'm at least rational enough to tell myself I don't really have the money for that.

Otherwise, I'm pretty sure I'd go back to taking the "easy" way out and just cutting the shit out of my arm.

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*tells the whole world to leave Phnee alone, and expects to be obeyed*

*hands Phnee a blankie and well worn teddy bear* Run. I'll tell them I don't know where you went but you aren't available right now.

Hope you feel better soon.