Well today was a pretty good day. I went out and did some shopping and got some cute little pieces so that was fun. I also ordered a clear phone case last night so I can start making phone cases when that comes which will be cute I guess. I went out for lunch with my parents and went on a walk near the river and took some nice pictures like this:
I also found some ducks which was nice.
Later in the day I went to my boyfriends house which Wass not good. I had a full mental breakdown and I was so upset. He kept trying to get me to look at him so he could calm me down but I didn't want him to see me. I just felt so fucking horrible and pathetic I just didn't want to exist. After I calmed down I went into one of my "dazes" (as my councillor calls them) which are pretty hard to explain. If I ever manage to put them into words I promise I will tell you but for now all I can say is that they're a pretty rare symptom of depression but it's only rare in my case because it doesn't least for a long period of time compared to what it does for others. It feels weird being in a daze but I kinda like it. I feel weightless and careless and I can't feel the constant sadness hurt or worry that's hanging over me.
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Non-FictionIdk I felt like doing a thing. I feel like I am going on a journey and wanted others to accompany me.