My Pathetic Confession
I curled up on the couch today wearing your old Adidas sweater. For a very brief moment I imagined that you were holding me. The sleeves were actually your arms and you were keeping me safe and warm. Immediately afterwards I felt stupid, which soon gave way to bitterness, which is just my defense mechanism for when i'm feeling really shitty about myself. It's amazing how many new ways I find to be depressed on a daily basis when I put my mind to it.