kei hanson
Bio
Im keilie (key-lee) but you can call me Kei. I am an anxiety and depression riddled 30 year old, who is all about that body posi vibe, writer, crafter, and all around awesome nerd.
Stories (5/0)
No, Karen, I Am Not Lazy. I Am Depressed
Let me start off by telling you a little bit of my struggle with mental illness. It started when I was about 12 years old. I was in middle school. I didn't know much of anything about mental illness. All I knew was that I was sad a lot. I felt out of place constantly and I thought about wanting to die a lot. I thought it was normal, because hormonal preteen... These feelings continued throughout high school, and even got worse after the death of my father. I tried my hardest to hide it from everyone. I started self-harming. Then my senior year I swallowed my medicine cabinet. Didn't do anything other than make me sick. However, I did follow puking with mentioning what I did to my cousin on the old Myspace. She called my sister who called my mom. It got worse. Now, not only was I un-diagnosed depressed, and having panic attacks when I didn't even know what panic attacks were, I was also being told how selfish and disappointing I was by every member of my family. Nobody offered real help, just criticism. Fast forward to close to 10 years later, still suffering, still suicidal, still panicking, yet I had a boyfriend who knew more about mental health than me, and tried to help. Even to the point it was hurting his own mental health... He convinced me to get help when it got to the point he didn't want me cooking dinner when he wasn't home, because he didn't trust me with the knives and was scared he'd come home from work to find me with my wrists cut. So I saw a therapist, then a psychiatrist who diagnosed me with Sever Major Depressive Disorder and General Anxiety. I was put on medication and life got a bit more manageable. For once, I felt a little bit more normal; I still had my lows, but fuck if life wasn't better.
By kei hanson6 years ago in Psyche
The Guy Behind the Counter
I sat in the same booth as always, headphones in, music almost to full capacity. The world around me completely muted out, and a book spread open in front of me. Every time I came here, it was the same routine. Get food, read, and try to work up the courage to talk to the nerdy guy behind the counter.
By kei hanson6 years ago in Filthy
The First Date
I was nervous. I mean, who wouldn't be? Meeting a guy from the Internet for the first time in actual real life?! What if he didn't look like his picture? What if he didn't think I was as interesting when I wasn't hiding behind a screen? What if he was crazy? What if? What if? What if? At least we decided to meet in a public place.
By kei hanson6 years ago in Filthy
A Trip into the Woods
It flashed through the sky and then was gone. Lucy was sure she had seen a UFO and was equally sure aliens were here to secretly make contact with a human being. Maybe they would chose her, Maybe she would get to visit their ship. Maybe, just maybe she'd even get to visit another world, she thought as she drove towards the edge of the woods. Would she be able to breathe? Would she be able to understand their language? What did they eat? She had so many questions and could barely hide her excitement as her car screeched to a stop on the dirt shoulder of the road that stretched out for miles along this woods. She grabbed her flashlight and her backpack and jumped out of the car.
By kei hanson6 years ago in Futurism