Sleep's not coming easy for awhile.
Aren't you supposed to feel better after you get something huge of your chest? Especially when you tell whoever it is EXACTLY what you need to say?
Well, then, why do I feel worse?
It was bothering me, and bothering me, and bothering me. And so, with alot of pressure from the other person, I finally broke down and told them what I think/feel. But instead of feeling relieved, and like a weight has been lifted, I feel wierd, and empty. It feels pointless, because even though I spilled my guts, its not going to change anything. Its not going to change the fact that I feel that way. Its not going to do anything, except make the other person aware. Aware of something that ISN'T going to do ANYTHING for ANYBODY'S life. Holy shit. Im pretty pissed off at myself.
I can't breathe.
I need to go on a walk.
Well, then, why do I feel worse?
It was bothering me, and bothering me, and bothering me. And so, with alot of pressure from the other person, I finally broke down and told them what I think/feel. But instead of feeling relieved, and like a weight has been lifted, I feel wierd, and empty. It feels pointless, because even though I spilled my guts, its not going to change anything. Its not going to change the fact that I feel that way. Its not going to do anything, except make the other person aware. Aware of something that ISN'T going to do ANYTHING for ANYBODY'S life. Holy shit. Im pretty pissed off at myself.
I can't breathe.
I need to go on a walk.