My heart hurts.
And there's no one I can talk to about it.

So I'm doing my best to suffer in silence.
I don't know what to do.

...really fucking tired of feeling tears run down my face at work.

Merry Christmas.

Yeah. It could have been. It should have been.

I was talking to a friend of mine last night about my depression and the girl who just vanished and I said an analogy to her, stopped, re-read it, and then went "Yeah. About that."

"It was like she was literally here one day, gone the next. Like I got a call one morning that said 'Sorry to inform you, but your relationship was struck by a drunk ( Read more... )

I've been fighting a pretty hard depression for a couple weeks - things were just getting really bad in my head. So I did what I do on the occasional emergency - I defer to three women in my life that are witches, and I ask for some advice ( Read more... )

I woke up this morning, put my clothes on, went walking for a half hour. Got home from that, took my roomie's date from last night home. Went to Barnes & Noble, grabbed coffee. Went home.

All I have really wanted to do this morning is scream. WTF is wrong with me?

We're all told as children "if you don't have anything nice to say, don't say anything at all." But how often are we ever told that it's not just the nasty shit we spew that can hurt? Sometimes, it's the good stuff, too ( Read more... )

I was reading PostSecret for a few minutes and it kind of inspired this - that, and well, today ( Read more... )

"A single soul dwelling in two bodies." -Aristotle ( Read more... )

I got the bare minimum of sleep last night but dreamed that the twitch in my thumb caused me to go to the doctor...who diagnosed me with multiple sclerosis. So I hid it as long as I could from everyone and when I couldn't hide it anymore, I sent out a mass E-Mail with a bunch of information and the location of my body and killed myself. It's ( Read more... )