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And I fucking love when people are like "don't sit or lay down when you're tired!" Because 1) standing upright does not stop a sleep attack, and I have a scar to prove it and 2) guess what? I've got another condition that makes it so standing for too long isn't healthy, so my life's a perfect fucking balance
Well I just lost a best friend...
It's gonna be fun graduating and the closest thing I have to a friend in my major is my boyfriend's sister
When you’re gonna have a bachelor’s in accounting with a 3.5+ GPA but apparently you can’t even get a bookkeeping assistant summer job 🙃
Okay but narcolepsy fucking SUCKS. There was some bullshit with my neurologist moving to a new practice and getting a new DEA number and some other shit (I finally fucking see her again on Thursday), so I’ve had to make what was supposed to be my February prescription last all the way through fucking now
I’ve literally probably been averaging over 12 hours of “sleep” a day, but since it’s narcolepsy, it’s not quality sleep or even necessarily full sleep. I’ve had to miss classes because of this. I already had to plan my evenings and nights down to a T because of this damn condition before this. It’s my last semester of undergrad, I shouldn’t be spending most of it miserable and tired. I’ve accidentally made myself bleed way too many times trying (and sometimes still failing) to stay awake. I’m physically exhausted, which 1) is the perfect breeding ground for my depression but 2) causes significant stress, which, guess what, “stress induced paranoid ideation” latches right onto
I just fucking hate this stupid condition so fucking much and all it’s taken from me, and I know it’ll never stop fucking taking
Ah wonderful. BPD’s been acting up lately and now I’ve got my mood swings that come with menstruation as well as the dysphoria that brings. So today’s been going great…
So mom’s getting me a ~makeover~ for Christmas (in January) and it’ll basically be “here’s how you should dress” and “here’s how you should do your makeup” (that part might actually be helpful) but now she’s talking about taking me to a hairstylist to “find a haircut that suits me” (this is all so I look ~more professional~ (which I fucking know how to do, I just don’t because I don’t currently have to and doing so uses spoons that I need for school)). I politely told her I already decided on a haircut I want (I’m going back to ear-length) and she was like “I didn’t mean to offend you with hair comment, just wanted to let you know I found someone good”
Bitch, how am I not supposed to be offended if you don’t trust me enough to pick my own damn haircut?
It’s happened
I’ve officially been diagnosed with BPD by my psych, and my therapist is heavily considering PPD. Tbh, I wouldn’t be shocked if they soon add AvPD, or at the very least, avoidant traits
