whitmerule reblogged
menstruation: happens
me, the curtain lifting, the fog clearing, comprehension dawning, the realization hitting me directly in the face as a montage of the past few days goes through my head: Ah
#well#this used to be me#but now#on my shiny new antidepressants#firstly the daytime effects aren't nearly as bad#and secondly i get an unmistakable sign#in the form of#a dream in which i find myself screaming#and sobbing#and hating myself#and throwing useless words at someone important to me#begging them to understand how they are violating me#and they never will understand#and i am worthless junk#but hey#at least all that crap gets stored up#and just vents itself once a night#while i sleep#instead of being a constant during daylight hours#brains are weird#depression