Jan 23, 2008 14:27
So Lindsay I now understand. I take back all the times I rolled my eyes when you spontaneously burst into tears. I know what its like now. I've been doing it for a week now. I look like hell and I really don't give a damn, it just matches how I feel on the inside. This isn't me. I'm not supposed to be emotional. I'm not supposed to cry. I don't like to cry. I'm supposed to hold it together for everyone and find the happy part. Thats my job as the group optimist. Well I've looked and the only good thing I can find are the memories I'm left with. But they don't really help because I start thinking about them and then I burst into tears again. I don't even know why I'm crying anymore. I give up. Too bad this is Florida and there aren't any cliffs around right?
I feel empty inside. There's a large void. I don't like this. I never minded being alone. I do now.
I hate my life at this very moment.
I want ice cream or something else equally fattening.