[Also, 99% matches EXIST, people. Never give up, never surrender.]
Paranoia and delusions of grandeur, all in one package. Or, as my best friend puts it: DO YOU LIKE A CHALLENGE.
~I suffer from dysthymia, social anxiety disorder, panic attacks, agoraphobia and PTSD.
~I identify as a panromantic asexual and that's right, we're not gonna be getting it on either IRL or online, no matter which gender you are or what sort of genitals you currently have.
~Other than that, I've been told I'm pretty awesome.
OK, look, here's the thing: I'm basically a big ol' spaz. I'm shy and don't like to leave the house without a companion (evening perambulations around the neighborhood don't count. It's complicated.). While some might refer to me as 'crazy', I prefer the term 'mentally-hilarious'. I'm on medication to regulate the old brain chemicals, so honestly, unless something goes very wrong, you're probably not going to have to deal with the more emotional aspects, like constant crying and such. But I still might have a panic attack if we're somewhere crowded or stressful, and I might not always be feeling up to going out. When I DO go out, however, I try and make the most of it.
I also get distracted easily, which is why I've been working on this stupid thing for more than 3 hours now [update: oh, hey, it's the next day now. Whoopsie].
I am a firm believer in loving the ones you're with. I'm open-minded about most things, and care way more about personality than I do about looks or money or whatever else society tends to think are crucial issues for relationships, whether platonic or not. If you want someone who will love you for you, then I'm your big, squishy, mentally-hilarious gal.