Sometimes, I feel really embarrassed to be me.

I can switch between all sorts of depressed, anxious, and afraid all the way to crazy horny and all around sexual on a dime. Sometimes I’m even all of it at the same time. It’s like my body is trying to use sex and stimulation as a survival tool and coping mechanism. I get why, but it makes me feel different, weird, kind of a freak, and sort of whorish. Like I’m completely crazy and don’t know when it’s appropriate to be sexual or my depression and stuff isn’t real. But it is. I’m super fucking sad a lot of the time. Oh well. Just venting.