I often filled with self loathing. You’re fat, you’re ugly, you’re stupid. I could go on.
Right now I don’t hate myself I realize I have some talent. I can cook. I can paint some and am learning more. I’m not ugly though I really hate this missing tooth. It makes me feel like a backwoods yokel. It will be replaced though.
I am not beating myself up. It’s really surprising when I am feeling down. I’ve even managed to be intimate with my husband. That rarely happens due to the self-hatred.
I would say the Latuda and therapy are definitely making my life better. The depression isn’t as hard. (so far) I’m starting to think more positively and even though some crappy things have been happening, I’m dealing with it.
I’m still writing my blog every day and I’m still getting out of the house.
So once again fuck you depression. You are not gonna beat me down this time.
Oh and Misha Collins wanna help me set up a charity for mental health research. You do a lot of good work 😉 like you would read this, hahahaha.
I am thinking about setting up a charity for bipolar research not sure where to start, but this is a goal I plan to have.
Fuck you, Depression! You’ve got that right.
Yes. Fuck you depression!
Third time’s a charm – fuck you depression!