Oh, depression hamsters, please fuck off. Please. Take yourselves and the insomnia gerbils to some other place where you can't hurt anyone. Or nibble electrical wires.
My therapist says that I may benefit hugely from reading the Gnostic writings. That it'll change my perception of myself. My guilt will be eradicated.
I don't even know what that would be, how it would work; I cannot see me without guilt and self-hatred. Does not compute. But I'm spending too much time in bed & not enough of it sleeping. Not that that makes a difference, of course, but a little bit of restful sleep couldn't hurt.
Bah.
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