um.

[ysobel]

Given the way I am feeling, I have impending a) period and b) possibly some sort of illness or infection; but anyway, I am exhausted and mopey and crying at the drop of a hat, and I also have lots of self-frustrations and stuff, and negative spoons, and sigma is being obnoxious as depression-demons tend to be.

So, um.

I need a little help.

Tell me something nice about me? or tell me why you still read my pile of emo whinings journal? or, er, something? that might cheer me up? or make me feel better about myself? ...pretty please? Anon comments are screened by default [ETA also, enabled now *headdesk*] if you want privacy.

(I know that what has to change is the way /I/ see myself, but it's sometimes nice to get external lifelines.)

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[synecdochic]

No matter how crappy a day you are having, you have never once failed to be tremendously supportive, encouraging, and loving when I am stressed, overwhelmed, or need a hug. You have no idea how much I value your presence in my life because of this.

Also, and this is probably going to come out wrong? But, like, the fact that we share the disabled identity, even though things are not alike in kind or in degree, means that I feel a fuck of a lot more comfortable in whining to you about the small annoyances of disabled life, because I know that a) you will not judge, b) you will sympathize; c) you will understand. And that is an incredibly valuable fact to me, and I keep reminding myself to tell you about it, and I keep forgetting.