Saturday, December 9, 2006

Effexor sucks

Seriously. Damn withdrawal symptoms.

I mean, this is just sucky. Really.

bleah. More later.

About Me

I am a student at university. I am also a survivor of childhood sexual abuse.

It's funny; I don't want that to become my identity. But it's reached the point at which my emotions relating to that incident are in control of my life. It has become who I am. And in all honesty, it's too attractive.

It's too easy to be that girl who was raped. It's too easy to be that girl who can't be touched by anyone without having a breakdown. It's too easy to let that be the only way people see me. So I'm going to try and stop it. I may or may not succeed, but I hope that I can become more than that to anyone who reads this blog.

I also hope to reach other people like me, other people suffering from problems they can't solve on their own. You are not weird. You are not bad. It was not your fault, and nobody should ever suggest that.

As for the non-abused side of me, I like math. A lot. Yes, I realize this makes me a geek. I accept that. I embrace it. I am a geek, and I'm proud of it. As you might have guessed, I'm a math major. And I like to tell math jokes. I'm also incredibly clumsy, despite many years of ballet.

I don't intend for this blog to be only about mental illness, but that will be a large part of it. I will label all potentially triggering posts as such; if you feel like you might be bothered by that, please, don't read those posts. And with that, I'm off to bake.

((((hugs)))) to anyone who wants them