A lonely day.

All this bullshit is beginning to piss me off.

I haven't been this angry this often in a long time.

I'm shivering and shaking, but I'm not cold or anything. *sigh*

Things have really gone to shit.

All I could think about was if the last time I said something mean to him was what made him want to die.

One word responses, I finally see how they make people feel, and how I suppose it made people feel when I gave/give them.

How depressing.

And with Sunday night I'm in a rut again. I think I'm doing ok again, that I'm dealing and all that, and then I wake up because my parents are arguing too loud, I have a day full of work ahead of me, I was sick already and today I'm worse, and I find things I thought I let go bothering me again ( Read more... )

Another depressing Sunday. Go me.

Nothing else to say.

Depression Over Past Events: Moderate
Anger Over Said Events: Minimal
Exasperation over work: Minimal
Overall mood: Fine.
Having my brother pitch a fit, be difficult when I try to help, and disrupt my evening as I'm starting to mellow out: Priceless.

You knew I'd have a Mastercard commercial knock off at some point.

For the first time, in a long time, I actually feel happy and content.

Things do get better.

Meus nomen est Legionem, enim sumus multos ( Read more... )