Could there be such a thing as PHS?

OH, P M S! The question said PHS. Although, for you, I doubt it’s premenstrual syndrome. However, elevated stress levels and wacky hormones can leave you feeling a bit batty. At least I can say that for myself. FOR SURE.

No, I meant PHS. Pre Holiday Syndrome!

OH! That’s funny! Sorry! Yes, I do think it exists. ;-)

Yes I think it does. I get depressed and also bored being at home for the holidays.

I actually get a different version every December. I dilute myself into believing the stories on TV are real and that is my life, thus making my real life worth bearing, until the session is over, then I go back to cutting myself and hating everything in reality, including but not limited to myself and the world around me.

Absolutely! I think you have coined a term, and should run with it.

@jtvoar: Are you seeing a therapist? If not, I highly recommend it. Of all people in the world, we deserve kindness from ourselves. Take care.

@jtvoar16—have to echo augustlan on the therapist thing. There are a lot of things you can do in your life that will make you feel better, and speaking to a professional is the first step. The fact that you are cutting yourself and discussing it in this forum is very serious and we all wish you the best and encourage you to get help.

To set all your hearts at ease, I will be fine. I always get uber-emo this time of the year. I will be fine, whenever I feel like crap, I go outside and ether shoot things (with my paintball gun) or wail on a tree stump with one of my many swords.

Today though, was one of the best possible days I can imagine. I made a few new friends today at my friends house (albeit they are all 12–14 years old, but I am about that young mentally, so I figure it an’t that bad) who, I hopefully will get to know better, and then, by proxy, have more then 2 friends. Hell at this point, I will take estranged acquaintances!

I have just had a lot of crap hit the fan for me recently, so my other half has been coming out a lot recently. I hope that I have mostly understood what it is and what it wants and I have found a way to deal with it.

But don’t worry, I’ll be fine. I have resolved, to myself, to be okay, out of spite towards Fate and Destiny, and to a small extent Morpheus. I want to see where my life ends up, and I am not going to let it end up on the floor of my house by my own hand (unless it is some kind of awesome ghost murder, where like the ghost takes over my body and then like kills me, but everyone thinks it is suicide, but then like my friends find out it was the ghost and then, like catch it, or like, call Ghostbusters. Cause then I would be on TV as the proof of “Murder Ghosts.” Then like my parents could get Ghost Hunters to come out to the house, then they have like a cameraman die, so their ratings go up too and it is a Win-Win situation! <<—Sarcasm, I don’t believe Ghostbusters.)