I let it get the best of me

I let my disorders get the best of me. And I don't think anyone can understand that unless they've experienced it themselves. Anxiety and depression and social phobia have determined my life. They have prevented me from making good choices. They have prevented me from having a future.

What the fuck do I do now?

Inspiration

Reading Sylvia Plath inspired me today to write. My personal journal has become somewhat of a confessional. I scribbled down notes in the middle of the building, with people and professors walking by. It was liberating in a sense. I don't want to be anyones stereotype. People see one aspect of me and extrapolate it to be all of me. I don't think that's fair. Sylvia plath was such a whiny teenager, all she can talk about is her lack of boyfriend. Except she goes on dates all the time. 

About me

My name is Julie, I'm 21, and I'm currently going to school in Ohio. I've been blogging for 6 years, but I see this blog as a chance to start fresh. I'm a junior psychology major, leaning towards school psych.

Now that all the formalities are out of the way, let's get down to it. I'm obsessed with fashion, psychology, and television. That's where the url of the blog comes from. Today's topic is psychology. I'm super pumped because my friend and I just got an internship with our schools academic skills center. We get to do academic counseling, which is just helping people figure out how to study. But it sounds official and will look fabulous on a resume. Plus, it will be so good for school psychology. I can hardly wait to start!