failings

Feb 24, 2009 00:29

I haven't written in a while. I should write more often. Especially now.

I am out of crazy school. I miss it. It broke up the monotony of my day. Now I have no purpose. That's what it feels like. I don't do anything.

I miss school. I miss having a job. I miss having a reason to wake up in the morning.

I will be moving to Baton Rouge with Michael. I love him. Right now, I feel like I need to convince myself of that.
I hate being depressed. It really fucks up your life.

I don't want to be an adult. I don't want to be a kid. I am mentally ill. I am a yin yang. Bipolar. I have highs and lows. The extremes of both are scary but the lows are worse. They sneak up without warning and grab me, yank me under. I'm drowning with no shore in sight.

I've never been suicidal, but I tell you... someone else in my shoes would probably be.
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