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17 March 2009 @ 01:18 am
i hate everything and everyone and i give up on life
pir8fancier on March 18th, 2009 12:09 am (UTC)
It's "bro"!

Maybe move your appointment up?

But you sound a little more upbeat, so...
every Starbucks should have a polar bear: Disney: Twilightscoradh on March 18th, 2009 12:12 am (UTC)
Oh, yeah. But you can't say 'bro-ey'. I feel this is a shame.

I do. I mean, the one thing meds and therapy does is sort of speed up the crash and bounce cycle. But what you were saying about 'safe love' struck me, because the last session the therapist was saying she could actually SENSE my walls, and I myself could feel them when I went out last night. It's so fucking frustrating! Do I want love, or do I not? And could I just ever make up my mind and go with one, not regretting the other? In films, people always get rewarded for trying to get on with work and study and non-romance stuff - with romance.

Well, that was the gist of what I was gonna emaily you, anyway. :D