i think that all i want is happiness and i'm unsure on how to find that. 17 year old, eating disordered, manically depressed and extremely anxious. as well as that, i also dance and work in a cafe and sing. i'm tired of my illness defining me and i'm tired of living my life with my illness. hugs not drugs;
Showing posts with label bipolar disorder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bipolar disorder. Show all posts
Monday, 6 August 2012
"Mental Illness Problems"
I found this really interesting tumblr site, called Mental Illness Problems and in a weird way, I found it comforting that other people shared the same kind of little problems that relate to their illness. I decided I'll post a couple that I personally can really relate too, but please comment any ones you have also. I love reading things like this because it takes the loneliness away.
Wednesday, 4 July 2012
Sometimes it feels like I'm never going to beat this disease. By this disease, I'm not solely concentrating upon my eating disorder. I'm classing it all together; my depression, my anxiety issues, my trust issues and my eating issues. All of this is one colossal disease, set out to destroy my life, yet implicated by no other but me. I see others surrounding me on the verge of the destructive path that is, an eating disorder, and all I want to do is yell out and scream, to be "The Catcher in the Rye" that Holden Caulfield wants to be for the children in J D Salingers novel. Except, I'm not longing to protect them from growing up - as that's inevitable, I want to protect them from the self-hatred and self-torture this illness brings upon us.
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
I'm not crazy, I'm just a little unwell.
It's really horrible when you bump into your ex boyfriend at the gym. It's even more horrible when it's him that worsened the issue with food and worsened any other problem. The fact you can stand and smile when you tore my world apart two years ago. Dickhead.
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