u/bitesizejasmine

Hey I'm just once again stood weeping in my messy as fuck room after not having gone out after not having done this or that with piles of possible debt and reputation ruining admin in my eyeliner and the knowledge that no one trusts me to do anything. I guess maybe that last part isn't true.

I don't know what's going on. I can't remember things. I'm just so sad. I don't understand why I can't take care of myself.

I guess these are human feelings. The only way is up. Or not. This will be a lifelong battle. It's just so, so hard.

I kinda wish I had never been diagnosed... But I guess it explained a lot.

Thanks for letting me share.