Apr 17, 2005 15:24
I guess it's true.
Depression never goes away. I'm starting not to want to get out of bed any more. I don't see the point. And I love that I'm always available to go and do things with people that THEY want to do, but the minute I want to go somewhere and do something I want to do they are all soooo busy. Screw you.
I'm starting to think that I never really had any friends. I was just someone that was there when no one else was available. Well, I wonder what would happen if I suddenly disappeared. There would be NO ONE for any of you to walk all over, so sad, I know.
I hate everything right now and all I want to do it cry. It beats hating myself though. But it doesn't help that I feel like shit.