
Salting the wounds
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- Dec 2, 2024
- 86
The last few months I have been very depressed, so depressed that it interfered with my abilities to remember things even cognitively.
I am bipolar high grade and personality disorder (also very drug addicted).
I was at my lowest the last few days, really on the verge of hanging up, I didn't even have the energy to move.
I'm feeling more energetic, a little euphoric.
I'm remembering anecdotes from my youth, I'm 23 anyway, I said it like I was an old man.
I'm getting my memory back and it's funny how impulsive, drug addicted, sickly and absolutely hilarious I was my whole life.
Now I understand why my friends call me every day, they want to see me.
How could I forget everything? the trips, the moments, the loyalty between us... all this is coming to my mind in a very fast way as if they had inserted a pendrive from the past.
I have created legendary bonds with them, we have really, really, really crazy anecdotes together.
The ones who didn't write me were my ex-girlfriends, could it be that I damaged their psyche?
Fuck that, I feel like I'm coming out of the well but I'm going into a very strange mania, I'm accelerated.
I would go out right now to the street to look for trouble and remember the old times.
I have the advantage that I don't give a fuck about anything, I had the noose knot very close.
I am bipolar high grade and personality disorder (also very drug addicted).
I was at my lowest the last few days, really on the verge of hanging up, I didn't even have the energy to move.
I'm feeling more energetic, a little euphoric.
I'm remembering anecdotes from my youth, I'm 23 anyway, I said it like I was an old man.
I'm getting my memory back and it's funny how impulsive, drug addicted, sickly and absolutely hilarious I was my whole life.
Now I understand why my friends call me every day, they want to see me.
How could I forget everything? the trips, the moments, the loyalty between us... all this is coming to my mind in a very fast way as if they had inserted a pendrive from the past.
I have created legendary bonds with them, we have really, really, really crazy anecdotes together.
The ones who didn't write me were my ex-girlfriends, could it be that I damaged their psyche?
Fuck that, I feel like I'm coming out of the well but I'm going into a very strange mania, I'm accelerated.
I would go out right now to the street to look for trouble and remember the old times.
I have the advantage that I don't give a fuck about anything, I had the noose knot very close.