It's a bad day. I need to vent.
Jan. 31st, 2005 09:20 pmA particular OCD symptom that is Not My Friend has resurfaced. I hate this. I know symptoms are going to get worse and pop up where they previously didn't exist and generally be weird when I'm this stressed and anxious, but why can't it ever be any of the less physically obvious ones?
Admittedly, the less physically obvious ones are more mentally intrusive. I'd still rather have them. I'd rather be a mental wreck than a physical one. I hate the feeling that the casual observer can tell there's something wrong with me.
Goddammit. This is the only goddamn thing that's wrong with my life, and it's fucking up everything.
Dear Brain,
Fuck you.
Admittedly, the less physically obvious ones are more mentally intrusive. I'd still rather have them. I'd rather be a mental wreck than a physical one. I hate the feeling that the casual observer can tell there's something wrong with me.
Goddammit. This is the only goddamn thing that's wrong with my life, and it's fucking up everything.
Dear Brain,
Fuck you.
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Date: 2005-01-31 08:40 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-01-31 09:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-02-01 10:57 am (UTC)I got you a present in Washington, I'll bet it'll make you feel better. I just need an opportunity to give it to you..