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me and september 27. 2014

and then you feel like you’ve been to this place before – when you’ve watched parts of your life melt in front of your eyes and it is some amazing painting or candle that is burning down to the face and when you recognize the ways that you have sighed before it takes me back to those times over the years when i might have been standing still because i was too unhappy to even continue walking around doing nothing - 327 more words

Depression

Oh Boy, Wasn't That Some Depression

It’s that time of the month, and no I’m not referring to my menstrual cycle. It’s that time of the month where I feel the need to be serious and talk about my struggles with depression and just life in general/growing up/leaving the sea of tranquility/gaining weight due to medication and I guess food and I guess WWII and maybe in the end I’ll talk about my first bra. 918 more words

Personal

September 12, 2014: attend an AA meeting

This morning’s funeral was easier than I had anticipated. Catholic funerals to me are very formal affairs with people being told when to stand and what to say. 268 more words

Apple Pie: Celebrating One Year in the Psychiatric Hospital

September is National Apple Month in the United States. One of the writing prompts from Mama’s Losin’ It for this week is to write a post inspired by apples. 430 more words

Journaling

If You Want People to Run Away from You, Say This

 Compassionate Love: Displaying compassion for those who struggle with mental illness    (c)2014 Nancy Virden

Do you know what it is you can say that will make people leave you alone? 431 more words

It's Kind of a Funny Story -- Book Review

It’s Kind of a Funny Story

Author: Ned Vizzini
Publisher: Hyperion
Published: 2007
Type: Paperback
Pages: 444
ISBN: 9780786851973

Ambitious New York City teenager Craig Gilner is determined to succeed at life – which means getting into the right high school to get into the right college to get the right job.

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Books

September 3, 2014: eat dinner in my room. Alone.

It’s surprising that I’ve never done this before. Last night I had either chest pains or the most intense panic attack I’ve ever had. I’m still not sure which it was but it was followed by another bad sleep. 331 more words