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Wednesday, 6 May 2009

Crazy

Yesterday, I went to counselling... Everyone has been trying to make me go, for years. I eventually relented when I cried in the doctor, and she told me to get in touch witht eh university counselling service.

So I did...

And I went to the place yesterday. I talked to the man for a long time, about everything. Basically an overview of every bad thing that has ever happened to me since I was about six. That was fun. Anyway, he concluded the meeting by telling me that I should go to my doctor and ask her about antidepressants, because apparently I am depressed.

Which I don't really know what to think about...

All I really want is to be normal, and not crazy. But then I think about how horrid it would be to have no personality at all, and be like all those people I hated at school. It is a lose-lose at this point.

Lastnight, things looked up somewhat, when a group of us dressed as french revolutionaries, and stormed our friend Freckers' room, and re-enacted the revolution. I threw a sack of onions at him. Dan was dressed as a french prostitute. And after all of the craziness had subsided, we realised that James wasn't wearing any trousers...

Hmm.

2 comments:

  1. Illnesses, whatever they are, are not what give you your personality. Maybe the experiences you've had have moulded you into the person you are, but it's not the fact that you have slightly-too-little serotonin or dopamine or whatever that makes you interesting. When you overcome it you will still be the same person - just happier. :)

    (it is Emma, by the way. xxx)

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