Okay so Christmas is the worst when it comes to my mentally illnesses. Because let's be real, this whole "happy time of the year" is pure stress even for people who aren't mentally ill. Like for example I had to go to my grandparents today and tomorrow I have to visit relatives again and the day after tomorrow (26th 12.2017) I have to visit the person I hate most on this planet. It is so stressful.
I also spend 200€(177,44£. or 237,18$) for my parents.
And what did my mum get me ?
A normal black pencil and a book.
And my dad got me a mug.
Thanks for that!
Like... I know the thought counts but really guys. Maybe I'm just a shitty person I dunno.
Okay so that was my first "chapter"
I'll do a "get to know the writer" soon because I feel like I should introduce myself correctly.
This wasn't always my account so I don't think that people know.
Anyways have a great day and byee
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my life is a mess and that is okay (no it's not)
Teen Fictionme describing my experiences in life. Some are funny, some are sad.
