I got that job I applied for too and I’ve started my antidepressants. Now most of you would think (and I think it myself) job, boyfriend, pills- why aren’t you happy? And I’ll be honest, I have no idea why. I mean there are smiles and laughs and the sense of happy emotion when I visit Joe and when I think about him but I’m still no less suicidal, these days I’m maybe more so. I don't want suicidal to sound all dramatic; it's not just a one time emotion it's how I feel all the time. It's very hard to explain. I’m still terribly self conscious and things seem to be getting worse in my head as they get better in my life.
I know that may sound selfish but to you people who don’t know what it is to be depressed and sad it’s just awful. I know I should be happy, I want to be happy. I’m tired of being a shitty, grumpy loser who never goes out and just cries and cuts all the time. Ah, I don’t know.
I dropped 2lbs too :)
I'll get to reading and commenting your blogs as soon as I... get my head mess all sorted out. I'm not a fan of feeling like this. It's horrible. I'll get back to posting more regularly too for those who read. It's a new month so I need to do some new measurements too.











































