I SPENT THE WINTER WRITING SONGS ABOUT GETTING BETTER,
a n d i f i ' m b e i n g h o n e s t. . .
I'M GETTING THERE.
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I've
been
out
of the
hospital
for
a year.
A WHOLE YEAR.
Wow.
I never thought I could do it.
Stay storng ♥
A WHOLE YEAR.
Wow.
I never thought I could do it.
Stay storng ♥
you might be able to trick everyone else, but you cant fool your
own head into thinking your okay
But
for
a moment,
I thought
things
were
finally
looking
up for
me
A lot has happened.
I went away for a little while and had fully thought I was going to stay away until recent events. When I say a lot has happened, it's not a understatement. I've visited too many doctors, felt sick for almost two weeks, and still feel bad; but this is progress, right?
Thursday Jan. 2 I told my mom I needed to go back to therapy. After a long talk with a lot of tears, she complied. I wanted to fix myself. We made a doctor appoitment and I was rediagnosed with severe deperession and high anxiety. I'm on medicine for it. This medicine has made me sick but the side effects should burn off soon and I should start to feel better. I want to fix to myself.
I was told I needed to go back to my therapist even with the mecicine and I'm okay with that. I have a lot I need to get out and a lot I need to deal with. Things have happened to me that I've never felt comfortable sharing but maybe with the help of a professional I can accept them and move on. I want to fix myself.
While my therapist had canceled out first session the following Thursday she did call me and talk briefly. She told me I need a place to write things out and mark my progress. This is where she suggested I do it since I told her about this website when we used to have sessions.
I want to get better and that's not going to happen right away, but I'm glad that it will. It's gonna be hard and ruff, but I can do it. I'm strong. I've made it through nearly four years of emotional and mental discomfort, I can do it some more until I become better.
Wish me luck.
I went away for a little while and had fully thought I was going to stay away until recent events. When I say a lot has happened, it's not a understatement. I've visited too many doctors, felt sick for almost two weeks, and still feel bad; but this is progress, right?
Thursday Jan. 2 I told my mom I needed to go back to therapy. After a long talk with a lot of tears, she complied. I wanted to fix myself. We made a doctor appoitment and I was rediagnosed with severe deperession and high anxiety. I'm on medicine for it. This medicine has made me sick but the side effects should burn off soon and I should start to feel better. I want to fix to myself.
I was told I needed to go back to my therapist even with the mecicine and I'm okay with that. I have a lot I need to get out and a lot I need to deal with. Things have happened to me that I've never felt comfortable sharing but maybe with the help of a professional I can accept them and move on. I want to fix myself.
While my therapist had canceled out first session the following Thursday she did call me and talk briefly. She told me I need a place to write things out and mark my progress. This is where she suggested I do it since I told her about this website when we used to have sessions.
I want to get better and that's not going to happen right away, but I'm glad that it will. It's gonna be hard and ruff, but I can do it. I'm strong. I've made it through nearly four years of emotional and mental discomfort, I can do it some more until I become better.
Wish me luck.
" The body may
heal, but the
mind is not
always so
resilient..."
heal, but the
mind is not
always so
resilient..."
Hey, Remember That Person You thought you could'nt Live without?
Well look at you, Living and all
ef
I
I
I am finally moving on. And even
though for so long I have told myself I wasn't good enought
because of all the things you said. I am getting better. And i
can tell you one day you will look back on your life and say... I
screwed up. And you'll realize when we were 17 no one loved
you more than me. And you'll wish I was there, you'll
wish you hadn't made me feel low. You'll wish I was
yours. But it will be too late, And i'll be gone.
you are your own problem,
but you are also your own solution
but you are also your own solution
One person.
One minute.
One of their laughs.
And suddenly all the pain went away.
I am in deep deep deep trouble.
One minute.
One of their laughs.
And suddenly all the pain went away.
I am in deep deep deep trouble.
