What should I do?
Should I talk about Bipolar Disorder and Major Depression at my English class tomorrow or should I just chose Internet Addiction like all the others?
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"Studies have shown, that, indeed, introverts are more likely than extroverts to express intimate facts about themselves online that their family and friends would be surprised to read, to say that they can express the “real me” online, and to spend more time in certain kinds of online discussions. They welcome the chance to communicate digitally. The same person who would never raise his hand in a lecture hall of two hundred people might blog to two thousand, or two million, without thinking twice. The same person who finds it difficult to introduce himself to strangers might establish a presence online and then extend those relationships into the real world."
— Quiet: The Power of Introverts, by Susan Cain (via nerdyninjanicole)
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Anonymous asked: Do you like taking pictures?
Sure. I just don’t have a good camera… :)
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This is the way I’d like to start my morning. Instead, I just have to go to school. -_-
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My sad story
I am gonna write about something kinda personal: the bully battle. After watching this movie I felt like I needed to do something more than ever. I have been bullied and I have bullied myself, so I might explain what’s happening on the both sides.
I remember starting being mean when I was in 7th grade. I had problems at home, and I felt I needed to keep my mind busy, so I wanted to be the center of attention every time. And… of course, I thought the only way of doing this is by being popular, so I started being mean, and laughing about the others, and make them feel bad. I thought they were taking those things as jokes, but now I realize they probably didn’t…
I also remember the period of time when I started to grow up, and to realize that what I did was totally wrong. It was the 9th grade, highschool. I was growing up fast. I started dating someone, and I think this helped me a lot, because it made me wanna be better for him.
I thought my life is gonna be perfect, I really changed and I even remember helping the others dealing with bullies. But the fact that I wanted to be better created another problem. I was insecure, I was always sitting in the corner of the room, I wasn’t talking to anyone and I almost didn’t have a social life. And the pressure to be perfect was always on my mind + I started being bullied.
I remember crying myself to sleep. Oh, God, I was crying so often! My boyfriend realised that there was something wrong with me so he told me I might be depressed. At the beggining I was kinda sceptical, because I didn’t know too much about it. But then I started searching on the internet things about depression and I found a test. I did it. According to it, I had Dysthymia and Cyclothymia. My teacher said I shouldn’t trust those test, they might have been wrong. But I had 8 out of 9 signs…
Now I know they were right. But because I don’t wanna scare my mom, I just kep it for me and my boyfriend. I read somewhere: “Love is the best cure for depression.” so I thought I was doing the right thing by not telling to anyone. And now I realize how wrong I was. I did the test again, after 1 year. My Dysthymia turned into Major Depression and my Cyclothymia turned into Bipolar Disorder.
I don’t know if I am better now. I want to think I am. And I promissed to myself this year is gonna be great. But it was almost a nightmare, and I don’t know when this is gonna end. I hope it will. Soon…
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