February 2012
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I somehow got roped into going to counselling, and I know I said I wanted to do this, but I’m freaking out about having to talk about myself, the things that might come up, and the assumptions that will be made if they don’t.
I’m bad at talking about myself, I’m terrible at it, it makes me feel terrible.
Allowing people to see me vulnerable makes me feel violated.
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I don't like the drugs.
i-am-durr-locked:
But the drugs like me.
“In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression. Dr. Sterling was...”
– Elizabeth Wurtzel (via misswallflower)
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I'm inadequate
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