I am deciding not to be Hallo-whiney this year on my birthday.
What did I want to do on my birthday? I want to do something that will make me feel good about myself. I want to feel sexy and beautiful and feminine.
What did I want to do on my birthday? I want to do something that will make me feel good about myself. I want to feel sexy and beautiful and feminine.
Guilt. My preferred, perfect poison. Always right there when I need it.
I want to shed this completely unnecessary negativity that I feel I’ve been drowning in my entire life. To do that I have to challenge my immediate thoughts.
It’s been interesting learning more and more about my mental illnesses and the things I can do to help myself. I never knew I had so much control over my brain. It has been both a miraculous breakthrough and a terrifying realization. It makes me feel more hopeful about my mental health prognosis, but knowing it is ultimately up to me is pretty fucking scary.