Jul 14, 2003 20:02
is one of the most torturous things a person can do.
I am waiting for phone calls, for test results for anything.
The past couple days I've felt nothing but a strange tightness in my chest. Like a heavy weight is sitting there, and it won't go away. I wonder if this is what a heart attack feels like? I took Brind'Amour for a walk and found it hard to get and keep my breath. Mum seems to think I'm having a nervous breakdown. I think I'm just nervous.
I want to be alone, but I want people. I want my best friend, but I want him to stay away. It's complicated to explain. I wish I had answers, foresight, anything. But I don't. And so ends another day in the life.