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Friday, April 1, 2011

Happy Depressed, Insomia Ridden Friday?

4 comments:

Invisible_Ninja said...

I'm sorry you feel so crap, I know how you feel and I hope you get some sleep soon. You need to focus on yourself and not to feel guilty. You DESERVE HAPPINESS too. You do so much for everyone and people don't thank you enough but seriously you are great. And I know you probably don't agree but I think you look amazing too.
Please take care of yourself
With love Invisible Ninja xxx
P.S. I love the chair you're on
P.P.S don't feel so bad about feeling crap it happens to everyone it's just the way it is but we can get better and you don't need to teach the people whoh don't understand, do what you need to do to feel better, please make sure you come out alive and happy.

Silhouette said...

Good lord Lou you are falling apart. Getting drunk will def put you to sleep and take the depression away...unless your a depressed drunk then it wont be good. Anyways I hope you sleep for the whole day tomorrow and that you DON'T pee in the bed. :)

Mich said...

I'm sorry you're feeling so down. I hope you feel better. That makes me crazy when I hear people telling someone to just snap out of it. YEAH GREAT IDEA. ::poof:: All better now!!!
>:(

I'm sending you a care package in the morning. Just a couple little things to give you a boost. Or at least distract you for a while. <3 <3

xoxo

Peridot (G+P) said...

Eh? Eh? Eh? MAOW!! D: *Hugs*

I wish I'd put a Lou-fascinator or two in the box. Grrr. Speaking of boxes, they have an AMAZING selection of nice, summery scarfs at Save Mart (I was looking for size6 kneedles). Should I go pillage their selection?

Ugh, I don't blame you for not liking sleeping pills, even without your reasons :/ The ones they had me on stopped working after a few days, and they made EVERYTHING taste like crap! When the only thing getting you out of bed is your morning coffee that is a major fucking ISSUE D:{ I also used to save them up, even when they only gave me a fraction of the lethal dosage, the cunts.

I've given up telling people about my depression. The fucking attitude to mental illness over here is that you just need to suck it up, be a man and get over it. Not fucking helpful, people look at you like you're a whiny little teenager when you are literally DYING right in front of them *Rages, turns green and starts ripping people in half*

He put both your lives at risk, telling you to go pick her up when you're so fucking sleep deprived you're probably in microsleep zone. I have a barely controllable urge to put his head through a wall.

You're sad coz you can't sleep. You want to cry coz you're tired and sleep isn't coming. It blows, but if you have to get pissed to sleep: so be it.

The lack of desire to FIND OUT exactly WHAT the fuck these mental things are drives me absolutely wild. I have actually said to someone "Are you fucking THICK? How do you walk and breathe at the same time??" talking about mental illnesses. Lol, Chucky at work said her friend couldn't be very anorexic since she still ate. I laughed in her face! Until I cried!

I love how you can coherently argue and make your point when you're this exhausted. You're amazing! Solid-gold legend! I'm herding a couple of million sheep your way. If they can't help you sleep, at least they'll be comfy to lie on <3