I did this last year and I'll do it again, but I'll try and keep it a bit shorter.
January:
Jack got thrown in a dumpster by some really terrible bullies.
I came out officially on here.
The school approved me for direct psychology services.
Ender-Chan and I did our first crossover :)
Jack persuaded me to start reading A game of Thrones.
February:
I debated cutting my hair short (I eventually did)
Jack won his court case (after he got thrown in a dumpster)
My vocal tick seemed to be resolved...it came back a few months ago and pops up at times.
March:
Jack wrote an essay.
My depression became more apparent
This is the month where my mental health began its descent for a while, improved and then dropped again.
I took a trip to google with Girls who Code.
Ender-Chan got a tumblr and so did I.
It was my birthday
I lost two former friends which led to me developing social anxiety
April:
My first time trying talking someone out of suicide
I started creative writing more (and my blog has been slightly taken over by it, still fits the blog though as it covers disability, mental illness, and other topics from a fictional standpoint)
I made a happy gif of a dragon
I came out to my parents (for the first time) and it didn't go well, it's gotten worse since
Jack was back
May:
My first attempt at cosplay (I've gotten better since I swear)
Winston was in the hospital and I had a mental breakdown
I tried to cheer myself up with writing
Ali started to descend into what is now just the character who I pour all of my angst into
Audiologists once again would not give me the correct equipment
June:
Summer colds were not fun so I drew
Brother was still in the hospital
ANGST (see numbers)
The hell that is middle school was finally finished
July:
Short haired me was finally a thing
Camp was awesome and I think I'm going this summer if possible
Jonesy was encountered at camp orientation
Jack, Will, and Mr. McCarthy spent a month in the UK having a great time
Bad news in general
A very long personal post to end July with
August:
Maisie writes started (and is still going, she's working on something very long and apologized that it's taking so long)
I made an animation and Alarian can't swim
Help was enlisted to find me a name
Everan and Phillip were a combination of a tragic exile and the cutest dork in the world
Oh boy high school started what fun
September:
Max has a strained relationship with their parents...
Ainsley (Phillips sister) was awesome
gay club was a thing
Doctor Hartnick said I need surgery (still need it by the way)
King Richard's faire was the best thing ever
English class let me write a coming out poem
Maisie continues to write
My brother outed me in front of my parents and I was terrified
Fanfic, fanfic, and more fanfic
October:
ANGST (just the month in general)
Alexander was (and continues to be) a really edgy dork who got a boyfriend
I cut my hair more
Cute Halloween fic
November:
*Screaming*
Election Day and I was happy I have dual citizenship
Alex fainted and cracked his head open because panic attacks
December:
Alexander went on his first date and we were very proud of him
Holiday fiction made me smile
Physics Comic's and my grades are not good in math
Oh and this I didn't write about but my dad found I go by Max and kicked me out for the weekend a few weeks ago, and I got another lecture.
That's the 2016 summery!
Until next time,
Max
Sneak Peek: Alice told me that everything was going "according to plan" with regards to her treatments, which I suppose was good, but no one actively plans to have cancer. I guess it's just one of those platitudes for use in situations when there's really nothing good to say.
ReplyDeleteI just finished reading it and I am crying a bit now. My Feels are DESTROYED...
DeleteBut here's an equally sad excerpt from something in working on...
We get to the roof and Zevran sits me down and sits next to me, our legs hanging off the side. We sit in silence overlooking the countryside and can see some of the lights in the city of Denerim, located farther away. “Why'd you try to kill yourself?” He asks not making eye contact. I look down at my feet “I just wanted everything to be over, all the pain, all the misery, I just wanted to be done…”
Oh no.
DeleteOh no.
Oh no.
You're getting revenge, aren't you?
All I want is for Caitlin to live. That is it. No I'm not getting revenge just continuing an earlier plotline...Remember "Don't" it picks up with a similar theme surrounding how depression doesn't just magically disapeer even if intervention has happened.
DeleteJUST PLEASE LET CAITLIN LIVE
Like maybe she falls onto something before she can hit the ground, Like Valan does leaps of faith all the time and he's usually fine because he falls into something (Think assassins creed with the haystacks. You fall from a huge height but land on something usually a haystack or water or something else in the games)
DeleteSneak Peek: The hotel water smelled faintly of zombie flesh, but it was nothing that can't be fixed by adding roasted beans. However, all the world's finest coffees couldn't replace someone like Caitlin.
Delete...No no no no no no no no no no no no (granted I'm understanding it correctly) but still No
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