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Okay, so I have had a fail few days mostly, and while there is much awesome stuff, there are still some things with which I'm having problems.
There is some stuff that I am trying to leave behind with which I'm having problems. The therapist I saw for the last while wasn't big on talking about these, even when it was suggested. In other ways he was good. There is hardly any psychology in Coventry. But here is some stuff. So I'm going to talk about it here. It's under a cut, if you don't want to read. I may do a few other of these. And given it is teenage queer angst, you may not want to read.

Teenage/school queer and weird angst )



Music:: The Legend of Mr Gordo
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posted by [personal profile] thefairymelusine at 04:30pm on 19/08/2009 under

Dear Angst,

I am actually in a fairly good place. I have professional and artistic opportunities, good friends, a new house and an awesome boyfriend. Therefore kindly fuck off, and stop hitting me in the head with misunderstood comments from my head of Classics when I was fifteen, awareness of how I have disappointed my younger self and similar.

Regards,
Inigo

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posted by [personal profile] thefairymelusine at 04:00pm on 19/05/2009 under , , ,
Those of you who've read her, can you write something about her characters or talk to me about her plots or something? I am contemplating hiding in my room and reading the first three Frederica Potter books, because wonderful though the new book is I do not want nice awkward Fabian children to be subjected to WWI. Or to become unreal. I like them too much.

Also, can anyone tell me why Byatt's young men see into my head so brilliantly? Marcus Potter, and then a combination of Tom Wellwood and Julian Cain.
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posted by [personal profile] thefairymelusine at 09:31pm on 11/02/2009 under ,


Well, [livejournal.com profile] james_is_sorry posted something along these lines a while back, but I am enjoying experiencing my last few hours of actual teen angst, so I thought I'd say it. (I don't actually think the angst will end at 8.15ish tomorrow morning, but it would be great if it could)

I miss so many of you an awful lot. Including some of you that I've never met, including people I'm seeing this week/say the other day, definitely including those of you whom I've not seen in too long, or only seen briefly. The people from whom I get cut off, or to whom I never seem to talk properly at the moment. And those of you who listen to everything and do talk, but I don't see.

 

Music:: Morrissey
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posted by [personal profile] thefairymelusine at 09:30pm on 20/06/2008 under , ,

I'm trying to write a covering letter for a job as a PA in theatre. And in between saying that I love theatre (and if that's the case why haven't I seen any for ages) and new writing, and my skills and all that jazz I am trying to overcome the patchiness of my CV, without explaining the illness too much. I've basically spent the last fifteen months doing nothing of use. And it's no use saying I couldn't say I was going to get ill, because if I'd thought more about things last summer I could probably have told that I wasn't doing that well and wasn't going to cope with *anything*. Because I can't fucking cope with anything, at least that's the impression I get from my parents and therapist and social worker, all of whom are terrified of me over committing, and over stressing myself, because apparently I can't cope with stress. And the point where I could, the point where I was an high achiever, lasted about a year and immediately preceded the major craziness. And I want to do stuff. I really want to do stuff. I want to get a degree, I want to get a job that lasts more than three days. People ask me what I'm doing at the moment and I just fluff it. It's depressing.

Mood:: tearful
location: Living room
Music:: my mum watching the football

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