elizabeth: woman with a red umbrella walking into a storm (Default)
[personal profile] elizabeth
You know that joke that everyone in fandom makes, the "cannot cope, off to Mordor" one? It's not funny right now.

A few days ago, I was taking a nap, after several hours of exhausting interaction with people that left me feeling completely despairing of my ability to have a functioning grownup life, and thought, all I want, right now, is not to exist.

I couldn't think of a way in which my existence mattered. I was aware enough to recognize this as profoundly bad, disordered thinking that was edging far far far closer to suicidal ideation than I ever want to be, but I couldn't feel any other way.

That's about as bad as I've ever gotten in terms of disordered thinking. I feel better now. But I still don't feel good.

Some of this is November and anhedonia and massive external stress. And if I weren't distressed by (a) moving to a new place in a (b) new city where I have a (c) new job, that would be abnormal. I know all this.

IT STILL SUCKS.

Date: 2011-10-27 11:09 pm (UTC)
synecdochic: torso of a man wearing jeans, hands bound with belt (Default)
From: [personal profile] synecdochic
*support*

Date: 2011-10-28 01:49 am (UTC)
ainsley: (Default)
From: [personal profile] ainsley
I will rearrange my schedule to watch some more Haven at you, if you need me to. And no matter how many logical reasons there are for the situation's existence, IT STILL SUCKS.

Date: 2011-10-28 02:34 am (UTC)
celli: a woman and a man holding hands, captioned "i treasure" (Default)
From: [personal profile] celli
*hugs* I'm here if you need me. Or possibly even if you don't. :)
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