Great post. It resonated pretty personally with my...

2009-10-05T18:29:53.380-04:00

Great post. It resonated pretty personally with my unmedicated, self-diagnosed depression.

i remember a day i skipped all my classes because the idea of opening my closet and trying to figure out what to wear was too overwhelming.

I have those days. Oh, sweet FSM, I have those days. But the blankets are comfy! I rationalize to myself. Won't I be happier in bed today? Won't have to deal with listening to people, won't have to deal with maybe crying in front of them for asinine things like the hiccups. Yeah,
and I'd have to get dressed. That settles it then. Bed.

but these voices were so small and so soft and i could barely hear them through the chorus of “you’re stupid and a waste and a burden and will be forever” that pounded through my head every second of the day.

That overwhelming chorus drowns out the little, positive voices so thoroughly that when I can hear them, all I hear is such a contradiction of my understanding of myself that I can't believe much of anything good about who I am. And in the process, I tend to push those who would challenge my poor sense of self-worth away. So the cycle - the self-hating, bitterly negative cycle - continues until enough people challenge me, and then I change by margins.

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Great post. It resonated pretty personally with my...