things are looking up

So I saw a therapist and a psychiatrist on Tuesday. I now have anti-depressants and a diagnoses of being Severely Depressed (seriously, the doctor gave me this question answer and it was off the charts) which I sort of knew already, since I've been struggling with it since I was in fourteen, but there you go.

I'm also going to start seeing the therapist on campus. Hopefully, I can get some things in my head straightened out. And maybe, one day, I'll be able to look in the mirror without cringing, fail a test without wanting to kill myself, and maybe have a healthy relationship with someone. Maybe I can stop being so goddamn angry all the time.