Nope I just walk around pissed all the time I actually tried to see someone, they just offered anti depressants.
Fuck that. Kolonopin is the one thing I’ll take but I gotta watch myself w it. I don’t have temptations but the drug is what it is. Mellows me out well
I don’t think I trust another human to diagnose me or most people mentally when they don’t know the shit I’ve been through and haven’t been in my shoes. What time they went to bed at night, the stuff in their life and what they ate for breakfast could all effect what they think that day.
Maybe I am depressed or currently unhappy with life, but it’s for good reason, and until I find something to replace that reason and see more positively, it is what it is. I won’t have a permanent label slapped on me and I won’t pretend I’m not capable of changing. That’s all I’ve done in my life is changed.
I’m not one of these happy happy small talk kinda people in life. The kind that walk outside with a smile on their face everywhere they go. I’m typically a lot more serious just from what I’ve been exposed to. I already know my problems anyways. I’m impulsive, a bit fed up with life, bit hopeless atm. Don’t need some 40 year old woman who drank her ass off in college at the bars to suddenly know who I am without walking in my shoes.
I don’t fuckin think so. Not for a second
... anyways I’m bored af so that’s why this was long as hell