Well, I am still alive and kicking. My suicidal thoughts and my depression have been at bay for months...
So i dont really know how blogs work-i dont even know how this website works.but i needed a rant...
EDIT: He left me. Not because I'm OCD. Not for anything. I don't understand it. He woke up one...
I am exhausted. Two nights of trying to talk a suicidal friend off the ledge. One night of listening...
I went to the Puppy Park with my dog today. It's one of the only places I can socialize...
I feel sick, my head is thumping, my heart is pounding and my hands are shaking just thinking about...
So since I last wrote, everything and I mean everything went wrong. I talked with a professional on Wednesday...
The victims that least deserve it are my children and my husband. I feel less guilt about howiteffects me...
Started having severe anxiety and shyness when I was 8 due to some pretty bad bullying in elementary school....
