I’m pretty sick of hearing people complain about now having to go in to the office for their job maybe a few days a week. In my experience these are people who are making 6 figures who get to save time, money, stress, etc by not commuting or having constant oversight.
So I’ve been on antidepressants for like 2 months. I think I’m feeling better generally, but I still can’t escape the feeling that there’s something wrong with me.
Another reason I dont think I’ll tell my parents I’m in therapy and on antidepressants: I told my parents that I didn’t get a great review at work and my dad goes “did that make you feel (whispers) *depressed*?”
My coworker went to a place I suggested on vacation and he told me he and his friends all loved it. I nearly cried from that. As someone that feels like I could die and nobody would be affected, it’s nice to hear I made his life slightly better
Turns out people are less likely to engage with you when after they ask “how are you doing/how ya been?” You respond with honesty and not false platitudes
I feel like YouTube knows when I’m drunk and just wanna watch cool music videos. Like it’s late on a Friday and I watched one music video, so now all my suggestions are just other music videos I’ve watched.
Wooooo antidepressants are free. I never told my therapist but I was worried about the cost, therapy twice a month is already an extra like $50 I dont want to spend
Therapy is hard, yo. Like my therapist has definitely called me out on my internal narrative being a self-fulfilling self-destructive prophecy. That still doesn’t make me feel like it’s wrong though.
One of my pet peeves is people who walk up escalators only to stop at the last couple steps. I honestly dont know what’s wrong with those people, just keep walking nothing will happen to you.
Got a wicked sunburn today at the japanese festival. I'm just shocked the weather was nice enough to do that, i'm used to cloudy/rainy days every weekend
I’ve got an appointment for medical consult on getting anti-depressants. I’m scared. I’ve never had a prescription before. Im also worried about the side effects. Most of all I’m worried I won’t be me.
So my parents gave me a balloon on my birthday that was from my moms birthday back in February. It’s been just hanging out in the corner of my kitchen ceiling for a couple of weeks…until this morning when I get out of the shower and see it just floating in the middle of my living room…menacingly.
So im worried I might have to find a new therapist. I’m getting a bit tired of “how did that make you feel” “how would that make you feel” “what were you feeling at that time”
I dont know if I complained about this before but my therapist last time was like “and do you have a hard time maintaining eye contact with people?” And like you’re the one who’s been talking to me for an hour every other week and I haven’t looked you in the eyes once, what do you think?
i just heard someone put quarters in my apartment complex's washing machine and thought "oh god why is someone just now starting to do laundry at this late hour" then look at the clock and realize it's only 7:30pm
I've been noticing a growing number of small companies using AI art. It's despicable. Nothing makes me hate your small business like deciding that you'd rather save a buck than hire an actual artist.
I used to collect PEZ as a kid, and after a recent trip to the factory rekindled my love for collecting them. Sure enough I went to a vintage market today and got a headless PEZ, something I’ve been looking for for since I started collecting
I guess my plan for the eclipse worked. I was looking for a place where a normal person would go “who would be stupid enough to drive all the way over there” and sure enough I hit minimal traffic on the way back
What happened to Gorillaz? I feel like Demon Days was a 10/10 album, but then plastic beach and onwards were real let downs. Did the music change or did i change?
