Another Movie Addict's posts

Honestly it really wasn't that big of a deal in the warmer months, just winter.

Okay that's just a party foul.

Seems fair enough.
Lol the blanket thing was such an issue for my ex and I, that we slept with two different blankets. One for him and one for me. We do not share.

I don't like sharing my blankets or my pillows. Mine damn it. They're in the exact set up I prefer.

Then after the guy I've been boohooing about, I learned that I prefer to sleep by myself. Unless my sleep partner has four legs, then it's fine.

Lol that happened more than a few times too. Or he'd lay on my hair and I'd be pinned.

It was so gross. DX

I have never been drooled on by a dog. -w- ugh my first ex though would always drool in my hair. Every freakin' night.

A few years ago I didn't have this kind of control, but one day when I had gotten so low. When my ass hole brain was making those nasty whispers, pushing further down and hopeless. I got sick and tired of always losing to my own brain. So I asked for help.

Every day for the past few weeks, almost a month, has been one long struggle. Holding tightly to the tiny strands of sanity left without my medications help. In that time I've been sobbing at stupid Facebook posts, and getting almost violently angry at the sound of people's voices. Reminding myself the sorrow and anger I felt wasn't really. I gave myself outlets for those fake emotions. Lol enjoying the drama of Solia's swan song, writing a story inspired by an idiot I dislike, and riffing a show so many people adore. But life has been throwing punches to trip me up. Fuck that.

Gonna be glad when I'm back on my meds though. This has been way hard.

I'm pretty proud of myself right now. Life has been throwing a lot at me, and I've managed to not go totally batshit.

It's funny because the person I normally go to when I'm in over my head, is the very person who's in over their head right now.
If he gets himself killed, I'm going to walk down the road of necromancy just so I can kill him myself.

My next appointment is Monday. I have to make it that far.

Yes they can. Ugh I'm worried sick to my stomach, haven't slept, and my bipolar disorder has been going untreated for a month because of an idiot receptionist.