aron_kristina

You know what I fucking hate? People who come with their helpful little advice, like "you just have to pull yourself together". FUCK YOU! It's called a depression for a fucking reason, it's not like it goes away from a fucking condescending peptalk.

God, I really hate the world, I hate my living situation and I hate my life.

I feel so, so much like shit. Like, you wouldn't believe how much. Or maybe you would. If you want to imagine it it helps if you've had depression and basically slept for three weeks, not done anything that should be done and worried people unnecessarily. My parents actually threatened to call the police if I didn't give them a sign of life. Not my finest hour, I tell you.

Also, one of my best friends has been dumped by her girlfriend of four years, more or less without reason. Apparently she wanted to "find herself" and couldn't do that in a relationship, despite my friend suggesting they live apart, have an open relationship and stuff like that. Strangely this makes me feel, not better, exactly, because I feel horrible about it, and listening to someone crying on the phone when you can't be there to comfort them is never fun, but it gives me something else to focus on, which is good. I just wish it hadn't been this.

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Completely unrelated: where do I find a beta for a rather disturbing fic about torture and necrophilia (though not graphic necrophilia)?