Thank you all so much for being so sweet.
I really mean it. You are all so beautiful.
cathylynn wrote:
rach, who did this to you? can i knock someone off for you?
Alas, this time I think I did it to myself. Or no one did it.
You can knock me off if you like, right now I'd thank you for it.
Raleigh wrote:
Emotions are physiological storms.
No storm lasts forever.
Mum says that for the first few years, seasons really confuse and amaze children, because they haven't grasped the concept of seasonal change yet. They forget they've seen a winter before, or else can't place it in time.
That's how I feel about my deep depressive spells. They catch me off guard, every damned time. Like I forget that they can happen.
Sometimes it takes a while for me to recognise them, even, and I wonder if that's maybe a product of autism. I feel
something but I don't know what it is, and it takes ages before I realise - oh s**t, it's the black dog again.
I tried to go and ask my mum for help tonight, but I couldn't do it. I can't bring myself to hurt other people like that, to spread my pain like poison.
Generally I pay very little attention to what people say about me, but that's one thing that's always stuck.
The one time I tried to reach out, I was a burden.
Nightmare.
f*****g disaster.
Millstone around their neck.
All quotes. I can't do that to them again. Nor can I have that done to me.
Love you all.