I've been battling depression for god knows how long and I finally got diagnosed bipolar last fall. It gets better. It gets better. It gets better. It gets better. It gets better. You are on the right track and will come out of the fire better than ever. Which is pretty difficult, seeing as you're Sarah Fucking Griffin. There's setbacks and tons of moving two forward one back but as long as you keep going it's still progress. I don't know, I'm just rambling. I feel like I never have any right talking to you about feelings because I haven't had to go through the things you have. But I am pretty good at being a card carrying crazy! Get ready for "Omg if you just go outside and be more social..." "omg just cheer up!". It's coming.
Don't ever feel stupid talking to me. Of all the people here, you're the one who's known me before I got sick, before I grew up, before just about everything. Everyone else is reading a slightly unhinged (very unhinged in their estimation, perhaps) blog post from that nice girl who's apparently crazy.
When I say 'the bitch is back', I have a feeling you might have chuckled a bit and went 'Oh, Lordy'.
Right now, I need the people who've run up against depression and been not-ok for awhile. I need to know I'm not the only one who got smacked on my ass, but that hey, world does go on.
Don't ever feel like you can't talk to me, or tell me something. I freaking love you like nobody's business. I love hearing from you and, today, you're honestly the person I posted this for, because you're the only one who could understand, not just what I was talking about NOW, but how I changed back THEN.
I basically said this by text already, but I feel like it deserves repeating. I love you and I have faith in you.
Also: congrats on taking the first steps to Dealing With Things. Dealing With Things hurts like crazy, but I'm one of the people who can tell you it DOES make life easier in the long run. (I'm still not sure if the Dealing With Things ever stops, but in my case it's reached the point where it no longer consumes my entire life, so I can tell you that much is possible.)
I can't say I've ever been through anything like that, at least not to that degree, but I've been with close friends who've been through similar- and seen them come out the other side. Sounds like you've got a good battle plan, babe. It's going to be fucking brutal, but for what it's worth I believe in you.
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When I say 'the bitch is back', I have a feeling you might have chuckled a bit and went 'Oh, Lordy'.
Right now, I need the people who've run up against depression and been not-ok for awhile. I need to know I'm not the only one who got smacked on my ass, but that hey, world does go on.
Don't ever feel like you can't talk to me, or tell me something. I freaking love you like nobody's business. I love hearing from you and, today, you're honestly the person I posted this for, because you're the only one who could understand, not just what I was talking about NOW, but how I changed back THEN.
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Also: congrats on taking the first steps to Dealing With Things. Dealing With Things hurts like crazy, but I'm one of the people who can tell you it DOES make life easier in the long run. (I'm still not sure if the Dealing With Things ever stops, but in my case it's reached the point where it no longer consumes my entire life, so I can tell you that much is possible.)
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I can't say I've ever been through anything like that, at least not to that degree, but I've been with close friends who've been through similar- and seen them come out the other side. Sounds like you've got a good battle plan, babe. It's going to be fucking brutal, but for what it's worth I believe in you.
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