One Thousand One Hundred & Nineteen
Theme: You just don't get it.
My mum had an argument with me about my mood today. Saying she was going to come into work and give them what for. She kept asking me who has been texting me nasty messages and that I have to get off my anti-depressant. For a start no one sends me nasty messages. I'm not in school. I'm twenty one. I've been on tumblr long enough not to give a fuck and send back awesome responses. It wasn't even work. She just jumps to these conclusions and goes on about how crap I make her feel. Turning it round on her. It doesn't help. It makes me feel worse. That's NOT how you help depression. You don't guilt trip someone with a mental illness. It just gives them more of a reason. Just leave me in bed to sleep please.
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