Goddess Erryn

i need *bangs fist on table* intimacy

We forgot about it

I once signed up to participate in a study on how depression affects memory, forgot I was meant to go do it, and when I emailed to apologise to the PhD student running it she basically told me that a) she was very used to this happening and b) the weird irony of her theories’ correctness making it very difficult to arrange proving them had by now gone from infuriating to hysterical

my memory has gotten so bad at one point I couldn’t remember easy words. It would sometimes take me MINUTES to formulate what I wanted to say. it’s better now, but I still have an absolute TRASH memory

I literally can’t remember the majority of college. Not because I partied or drank heavily, but because my depression and anxiety were barely being kept in check by medication. (I couldn’t manage the cause of it, which at the time was my family/home situation.) It’s gotten better since then for a variety of reasons but this is no joke.

First half of my senior year of high school I can barely remember. There’s blurs of riding the city bus, buying hats, hanging out with my college friends, smoking cigarettes, but not much else.

*aggressively thinks about sitting on your dick while having a casual conversation with you*

go worship my buddy, she’s hot af

<3