Sheffield

Six months ago, I set up an appontment to see a psychiatrist, I had a lot of worries about going, would my new Dr believe me? Or just think I’m nuts? He was nice. His office was sunny, and he had a nice tree to look at. I’m not entirely sure whether or not he will be a good fit for the future or not yet, but he did seem concerned when I told him how I felt, while asking the standard questions regarding mental health, and while I’m still not 100% certain whether or not ill be able to kick this thing back to the corner where it ought to be, im still fighting. I’m still trying, and I’m not ready to give up and cease to exist as a person yet.

HOLY SHIT ARE THERE PATTERNS FOR SOME OF THESE I CANT THINK OF A BETTER CROSS OF MY TWO FAVE THINGS