ME: “I’m not that depressed.”
ME: *realizes i haven’t bathed or changed clothes in 6 days*
ME: “I don’t have OCD”
ME: *googles pictures of blood for the 5th time today*
ME: “I don’t have anxiety”
ME: *has a list of phone calls i need to make, including every single boss for all 3 of my jobs, two different doctors, and my cat’s Vet. Stares at the phone for hours but can’t make a single call even though i know they will be perfectly polite and friendly I’m just that terrified of phone calls for no god damn reason.*
ME: “I don’t have Schizophrenia”
ME: *scratches my nose so hard it bleeds because i keep imagining bugs all over me* *hasnt eaten fresh meat in weeks because no matter how it’s cooked or how good it tastes there are imaginary bugs in it (i can however eat canned meat which is a good recent discovery)*
