gUHHHH I thought that finishing school would mean that I'd have more motivation to write stuff... but really I've just dug myself deeper into a hole of procrastination, existential crises, depression, anxiety, sickness, social isolation (I guess that just comes with the package of living in the country parts of West Auckland with no means of transportation outside of the "parent taxi service". ALL MY FRIENDS LIVE IN TOWN/THE NORTH SHORE PARTS OF AUCKLAND WTF *ahem*), and writer's/artist's block.
I feel like I can probably link most of those things to the fact that I've run out of my antidepressants and haven't had my prescription renewed since maybe... October of last year? I'm a train wreck and it feels like my life is being flushed down the toilet and BY GOLLY I'M ONLY 18 WHY THE FRICKITY FRACK DO I FEEL LIKE THIS?!
Blegh, this journal entry... bleeegggghhhh....
I think the main reason I decided to post this is because I just needed somewhere/someone to vent to. I'm so tired. I feel like I'm leeching off of my parents, I'm feeling depressed/suicidal again... The only true thing I feel proud of doing this year was completing a commissioned tattoo design for someone for $100. And that was AGES ago. It's here if you want to see it.
iheartcalibrations.tumblr.com/…God, this journal update is so depressing... sorry... Thank you to those who still support me anyway. <3