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Buffy
My favorite thing about the episodes where Buffy runs away from Sunnydale are her pants. Depressed Buffy wears baggy ill fitting pants. It’s just the best and when you think about it, what better allegory is there for sadness, depressing, and feeling lost, then bad pants? They look the way you feel, rumpled, frumpy, the worst. Such bad pants. God, I love it.
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The Things I Shouldn't Think
Let me take off my mask,
I will show you the fragments of my broken soul.
There is no escape from the words my brain thinks,
Tries to make me hate who I am,
Who I have been,
Who I have yet to become.
The forgotten life of a happy, naive child,
Haunts my nightmares, even still.
It is so hard to keep the pain from showing on the surface,
Smiling like there's nothing wrong.
I am alright, but I'm not okay.
This is a poem written by me about Caroline Fischer.
Depresszió.
Mikor az idegtol leszel beteg... Szoszerint beteg...
Getting my life back
I took 2 years off of school to recover from my depression and figure out what I wanted in life. By doing so my grandparents decided to write me off and no longer pay for my college. I also lost all support I had from my parents. In the past two years I got a job and turned my life back around. Today I got accepted into school to start in the fall. Life is looking up again, I can't wait to one day call myself a nurse. It's never too late to reach for your dreams.
