“invisible”

My favorite thing about having a best friend who shares custody of a single braincell is that one second you are acting like graduates of Harvard and having really deep conversations, and the next you are acting like 5 year olds laughing at fart jokes.

(@ask-and-i-answer I love you)

I can definitely relate. My psychologist sees my point of view, but unfortunately the hospital that all my specialists are at don't wright service dog prescriptions. My mom believes that this will all go away with time and that I won't need one later.

Unfortunately I have been dealing with my symptoms almost my whole life and am about to be going to college and I can't exactly have a puppy in a dorm.

I have no job and no way to care for a puppy and myself either.

I don’t know what I’m supposed to do at this point.

I want a service dog so so badly, but I’m scared to ask the therapist for a recommendation letter. I’m scared she’ll say no.

I want to live my life. I’m lonely and I really need someone with me. I have an entire slide show set up. Ive planned so much. But if I can’t even get up the courage to talk about it to a therapist.

I don’t know how I can talk to my parents.



woman mode activated

Stranger: Ooh, look, a dog.

Me:

Stranger: *makes kissy noises to my dog.*

Me:

Stranger: *BARKS at my dog.*

Me:

Stranger: Oh, it's an emotional support dog.

Me: Actually-

I need to see Odysseus suplex a suitor and make a comment about his wife.

Just finished watching the first act of Hamilton in Chicago and Lafayette in Aaron Burr Sir gave an exquisite country accent.

Anarchy, anarchy, oh, AnArChY 🤠

Does anybody else get dizzy or have symptoms flare when saying prayers?

At my family Christmas lunch, we all said a prayer before we ate, and it made me so dizzy and nauseous that I couldn't eat much.

The less I sleep, the more will to live I lose.

I hate having chronic pain. I was perfectly fine right up until I finished my lunch, then it went down hill. My joints started to stiffen and became hard to move and I thought it was because of the cold (which it could have been) so I warmed up my hands with a warm water bottle. It helped to let my fingers move easier, but then the pain started. It started in my hands and spread throughout my body. I took a bath and then just laid under my heated blanket. I am currently sitting on the floor crying because of the pain waiting for my pain meds to kick in.

The worst part about this is that if it was someone else who feels like I do, then they would be able to go to the ER to get relief. Or could go to sleep knowing that it would be better in the morning. I am worried that it will get worse and I will have to miss another day at school when just last week I missed 3 1/2 days.

I am exhausted and overwhelmed and ready to give up.