Closer to thirty than not. Recovering English Studies Major working in insurance. Reintroducing myself to my fangirling ways. <3 kidlit, scifi/fantasy, bellydancing and all sorts of nerdery.
Living proof that you can disguise yourself as a functioning adult.
Depression messes you up. On a cellular level.
You have heard me go on at length about how you need to baby your whole body during depression…
It turns out there is a reason why it’s more than just Feeling Sad. A landmark study from the University of Michigan has shown that the body clock of a depressed person is, well, completely ratfucked. And this might explain why you want to eat icing out of a can, why getting out of bed is such an exhausting prospect, why you’re up with the hamsters all night…
…and why it’s just more than Choosing To Be Happy.
Depression fucks with you on an absolutely cellular level.
Just look at this diagram.
So, forgive me, Happy Folks, but teasing that bit of yarn apart is going to take some time and some serious recovery tactics.
Stay strong, my fellow fruitbats.
slightly tmi but…
are there any greater words than “your babeland order has shipped”?
shinykari replied to your post: I love it when I give myself feel…
EEEEEVIL
levynite replied to your post: I love it when I give myself feel…
COLLECT THE TEARS OF YOUR READERS AND BATHE IN IT TO PROVIDE YEARS OF YOUTH!
merideathislost replied to your post: I love it when I give myself feel…
*eye twitch*
I love your confidence in me.
Really, if this passage doesn’t make you go “Oh, Clint…” I will eat my hat.
I love it when I give myself feels while writing. It’s like a preview of my readers crying.
