Category Archives: depression

maybe you really like me.

… or you really like that I’m miserable. I will explain. (Sorry.) You know how I always worry about posting my personal struggles because I’m overwhelmed with shame and embarrassment over it? You know how I worry that those posts … Continue reading

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she fuckin’ hates me.

My daughter hates me. This has been the case for well over a year. Maybe two years. Maybe longer. I can’t even remember. (And the last year and a half kind of melted into one big lump of crap, so … Continue reading

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misunderstood.

They will never truly understand me. They will never take me seriously. They will forever think I’m just looking for attention or blowing things out of proportion or that I’m dramatic or lazy or weak or all of the above. … Continue reading

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guilt.

Guilt. I hear it’s a useless emotion. But that doesn’t mean I don’t feel it. Constantly. No matter how good I feel… no matter how bad… how hopeless… how sad… how confused. No matter what I feel… the guilt is … Continue reading

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I’m here… but…

This post has been in my draft folder since the 14th of December. I just haven’t felt like I was good enough to be around anyone… even online. But then I was isolated and I felt worse. Thank you to … Continue reading

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holiday busyness.

I have been busy. I blame Christmas. Or I credit Christmas, depending on my perspective at any given moment. I’m tired. I feel stressed… burnt out. But I don’t feel hopelessly bored and scared and useless. Well, not entirely, anyway. It feels like … Continue reading

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asleep.

In search of the elusive ‘solution‘ to the crushing feelings of sadness that creep up on me daily, I seem to have fallen into my own special fucked-up coping mechanism. Something unhealthy. You see, I have not wanted to admit … Continue reading

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emotional tagging.

I try to always tag my posts appropriately so they can be found easily by anyone looking for a specific topic. I assume that is how some people find this blog. I don’t think there is an ‘official‘ way to … Continue reading

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