Yes, it’s hard and traumatic and all of these horrible things, but you know what I just realized? It’s so fucking embarrassing to be mentally ill and have an episode. I have depression, anxiety, and am somewhat recovered from anorexia. Last night I got pretty drunk and decided to send a Facebook message to my father, who I haven’t spoken to in 5 years. I told him I forgave him but how he was the reason I’ve done drugs, cut myself, starved myself, and have failed relationships. I don’t want a relationship with him and now he thinks there’s hope, I don’t even know what the point of the message was. 