Dating website for the chronically ill
Yet another dude had created yet another fake profile account for the porn star I used to be.
It wasn’t the first time this had happened, but this troll had found my real identity and linked the porn page to my personal Twitter account.
Her lips were a little “O” covered in pink frosted Lip Smackers that tasted like popsicles.
I blushed, hung my head, and walked fast, staccato strides to get to my office.
A dating site is something that has a critical mass where it’s not very effective until you get a certain amount of people. I didn’t create the categories, it’s just what the major ones are: schizophrenia, schizoaffective, but I may have to remove that as an option. There really aren’t that many categories of mental illness. I hadn’t dated much and was really afraid of disclosing to women. Once you’ve been branded with this illness you feel kind of like a reject, in a way. It was in 2003 that you started thinking about this website. As of today I wouldn’t want a girlfriend that was seriously mentally ill. A lot of people that are bipolar, if they’re high-functioning, they’re not gonna want somebody that’s schizophrenic and cant hold a job and has active delusions and things like that.
It revealed an XXX profile link that an internet troll had left on my personal Twitter page.
There she was, a girl I recognized, frozen in time 15 years ago.
They featured me as one of the most ill-advised dating sites on the web. But the ironic thing is that it gave me a lot of traffic. When the mood disorder came around it was this crushing realization that, “Oh my god. Do people tend to align themselves with others who have similar illnesses?
I wasn’t making any new friends that were not mentally ill at the time. Feeling worthy of love is something I really struggle with. I don’t like who I am when I get anxiety attacks, so why would I think that someone else would love that? When I turn inward, I don’t want to pollute people with what’s going on. There’s this part of me that thinks that life is supposed to be enjoyed, it’s this wonderful gift and everything, and yet I’m completely depressed so it’s like I’m a bad person for feeling that way. There’s stigma involved and everything, but once you put the word “schiz-“ in front of something, there’s a lack of education. I still had psychotic features for several years after that, still thinking that all the stuff was true and everybody were idiots and they just didn’t believe me. On No Longer Lonely, do people have to say on their profile what mental illness they have? ” And often enough I usually err on the side of, if they’re struggling with something and they think they can benefit from this and maybe they can connect to these people, you know, I’m fine with that.