Fuck This Job
Fuck. This. Job.
My boss is an idiot. She's a fucking idiot. She doesn't know what the fuck she's doing. She gives …
I'm 22 years old. I'm the middle child in my family. I have an older sister and a younger brother. I'm in my last year at university. I love music, writing, singing, drumming, playing bass, and reading. I love hanging out with my friends. My friends are my support system. Music is an outlet and a kind of support system itself.
I'm 22 years old. I'm the middle child in my family. I have an older sister and a younger brother. I'm in my last year at university. I love music, writing, singing, drumming, playing bass, and reading. I love hanging out with my friends. My friends are my support system. Music is an outlet and a kind of support system itself.
My interests are varied, but the ones that never change are music, reading, writing, hanging out with my friends, doing random stuff like driving down to the boardwalk at 11 at night, and creating any kind of art.
My interests are varied, but the ones that never change are music, reading, writing, hanging out with
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Fuck. This. Job.
My boss is an idiot. She's a fucking idiot. She doesn't know what the fuck she's doing. She gives …
(Good song. I love Motion City Soundtrack.)
Today I spent the whole day reading about Emily Dickinson and her life. I've always …
(Yes, the title's from that song.)
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it will get better/ when the cold weather hits/ it will get better/ for worse or for better/ you have friends like me/ so we will fight this together/hold on and u will see better days/it will be ok. ok have a great day. i am here if you need me
Thank you for accepting my friend request. How are you?
HOPE YOUR OK AND WE CAN TALK SOMETIME AND BE GOOD FRIENDS AND GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER AND MAYBE HELP EACH OTHER I LIKE TALKING TO MY FRIEND AND CARE ALOT FOR THEM .............HUGSSSSSSSSSSSS...........RUSTY
HOPE WE CAN TALK SOME AND BE FRIENDS AND GET TO KNOW EACH OTHERS AND BE GOOD FRIENDS AND I LIKE HAVING FRIENDS AND TALKING .............LOVE AND HUGSSSSSSSSS.............RUSTY
THOUGHT YOU COULD USE A HUG AND IF YOU WANT TO BE FRIENDS AND TALK I'M HERE AND I LIKE TO HAVE FRIENDS AND TALK BIG HUGSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS............RUSTY
In January my Nono passed away from leukemia. He was only diagnosed two months earlier, so it was really fast and hard to deal with. Then, two weeks ago my Nana passed away. Now my Grandpa is saying things like, "It's my time". He has bowel cancer. My Grandma (his wife) passed away three years ago.
I have classic middle-child syndrome. My sister is the oldest and I'm constantly compared to her. She treats me like dirt and is completely condescending. My mom always yells. She's always angry and you never know when or why she'll snap at you. My father is so bad at communication. All he ever tells me is that I'm fat, I don't eat well, and I need to exercise more. My brother is 5 years younger. He used to idolize me and now he looks down on me.
I think I started becoming depressed when I was 13. By 15 I was suicidal and I'd tried to kill myself. At 17 I told my parents. I was diagnosed as clinically depressed. They got me a counsellor, which lasted for 6 months until he said I was fine to continue on my own. I wasn't. At 19 I was suicidal again and put on antidepressants. I stopped taking them five months ago without telling my doctor.
Diabetes runs in my family. I've had it since I was 11. I'm the only one in my immediate family with it, but my cousin's also diabetic, and so is my grandpa. My Nono had it, but he passed away from leukemia 8 months ago.
My friendships are good. My family's a whole other story. The problem I don't have a handle on is my dating relationships. I never date anyone for more than a month. I feel good at the start, but that quickly turns to anxiety. I don't know how to have a real, healthy relationship with someone. One big problem is that I don't think I've ever actually liked someone, let alone loved someone. But I don't think I ever actually liked any of my boyfriends. I date them because I have low self-esteem.
I'm in the Music Program. It's stressful and scary, but it's usually still fun. But now, they've got a new department head and they're screwing me over. As if I wasn't stressed enough.
I dunno if I should technically be here as I'm not a teenager anymore, but there didn't seem to be any group for people questioning their sexuality as adults. I guess they all think that the second you turn 20 all the questions go away. If only. I guess the new politically correct term for my situation (or whatever) would be 'bi-curious'. I know I like guys, but I think I might like girls, too. I'm feeling a little confused, lol
Well, at school I've been out for a while (as bisexual), but at home only one person knows. My close friends have known for two years, and though it's created some problems with some of them, we've worked through it. People in general took it a lot better than I thought they would.
It's hard to say when I really figured out I was bi, but I came out to my friends about 3 years ago. I came out to my mom (and only my mom -- in terms of family) 2 years ago. I kind of realized it probably about 5 years ago. I guess I'm still a little unsure, but I'm trying to figure it all out.
I don't know if I legitimately have a right to be here. I was diagnosed very recently with an anxiety disorder. I'm also depressed, which was what made me get help in the first place. Then the doctor I was seeing told me that she thinks I have an anxiety disorder. At my last appointment, she said that I do have one. I don't know its exact name. I didn't know who to talk to, so I came here.
I thought my constant tiredness was related to my depression, until I went to the ER for a panic attack. They did an arterial blood gas and other blood tests, after which they told me I was anemic. I'm on iron pills, but since I started them, I just feel more tired.
I've always been really uncomfortable with all things sex-related. It was mostly because my family doesn't talk about anything, so I felt like a freak if I asked questions. I started to loosen up when I made some really great friends in high school. But as a result of my family situation, I didn't start actually masturbating until I started dating my current boyfriend. I also just recently became 'sexually active'.