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I haven’t seen my therapist in a month.
Screwed up scheduling, that sort of thing, I guess, but it’s also because she didn’t want to see me until I’d seen several doctors in Cleveland that my mother insisted I see. It feels so ******* useless. I lie in bed all day and pass the hours by watching the clock on this computer or playing some stupid online game or staring at the screen and then typing “help” into the URL bar to see if it’ll echo. Because of my depression I’m a year and a half behind in school, there’s no way I’m going to graduate with my class, and I can’t even write anymore, I can’t make the the words flow the way I used to be able to, I can’t describe things the way I used to, any metaphor I come up with is pathetic and I feel my vocabulary shrinking everyday. This is not who I’m supposed to be. This is not how my life is supposed to be. It hurts so ******* much. I’m not suicidal, but I don’t want to deal with life anymore; I’m avoiding things. I need to talk to my therapist, because she’s good at her job and I’m lucky there and she helps, but that’s just not possible and it’s like I’m banging my head against a brick wall. Cleveland doctors shovel Aspergers on to my anxiety and depression diagnoses even while saying that it doesn’t make sense, my sleeping schedule is messed up, I’m 17 and I’ve never kissed a boy on the mouth, and it’s hard to stop when I get going, but I guess I’m rambling anonymously because I need to. Because… I just don’t want to hurt anymore. I can’t handle this on my own.
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