Have you ever seen the British What Not to Wear?

This is the funniest thing that has ever happened to me.

Please put up the Halloween pictures.
Thanks.

Thank God for Anna and Carmen.

It was very good for me to be away for a weekend.

I was so incredibly happy. I miss that ( Read more... )

Give me a week. 
If nothing else happens, I'll be fine and myself in a week.

Presumably in honor of Guy Fawkes Day, and insipired by the film V for Vendetta, someone blasted the 1812 Overture into our quad tonight at midnight.

What?

I want my life back. 
I want to stop feeling like shit.
I want to stop feeling helpless.
I don't want to be scared of myself anymore.
I want to stop crying all the time.
I want to stop feeling pathetic.

I wish I didn't hate myself.
I wish I could make myself leave the room.
I wish I could get out of bed in the morning.
I wish I had something to look forward ( Read more... )

People keep asking me: What is the one thing that you want to happen; what could make this easier for you?

And I have not known what to say. 
Something could make this easier?

Because it has been three weeks and, if anything, I feel worse.
There is not a day that I don't cry. 
I do not usually cry. And never this frequently.

I am miserable, all the time ( Read more... )

Today I had two really scary full-blown panic attacks. I think I had one yesterday, too.

I don't feel any better than I did a week ago. If anything I feel worse. And confused. And I am physically unable to think of anything else. I can't stop crying all of the time. I am going crazy. I hate this.

I ruined absolutely everything, forever. And it is ( Read more... )

I have a job.