I was diagnosed with OCPD (Obessive-Compulsive Personality Disorder) and have come closer to a firm diagnosis for schizoaffective bipolar type. I’m not sure what solace I find in knowing my diagnosis, but it helps keep me grounded and helps me attack the problem head on.

I had to tell me psychologist I attemepted suicide. Rough.

I keep hearing murming and laughter randomly. I’m starting to get agitiated with it. I’m really fucking tired of hearing shit that isnt there. It got old fast. Its just constant fucking chatter, then deafining silence. No inbetween. God I hate it so much.

 

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