Jan 13, 2006 04:11
4 AM, waiting for the benzos to kick in.
It has been a shit shitty shit shit couple of weeks. Crying all the time, waking up in the middle of the night to a panic attack, hyperventalating til I either puke or pass out. What does my oh-so-helpful psychiatrist say? "Ride it out". I've missed two weeks of work , but couldn't get hospitalized because apparently I didn't cut my wrist deep enough as I sought the great egress on New Year's Eve. Fuck all, I can't even kill myself right.
So I've spent all night looking up obscure music videos on the computer and buying things off Half.com with my credit card. Justin will be thrilled.
At the risk of sounding painfully goth, I feel dead inside. Like my heart stopped, it just forgot to tell my body. Like I'm a vampire.
I wish I was a vampire. I think eating someone would probably make me feel better.