It's weird how I've been home literally 24 hours, and already I feel like I'm being sucked into a vortex of depression, and I know the cause and it makes me feel guilty, but also I want to run away anywhere. As soon as I got home last night, my mom started crying about her life and it's like the longer I'm in her presence, the more depressed and ( Read more... )

Today has been so bad I'm staring a bottle of sleeping pills.

I'm a prisoner in my own home.

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Sometimes I feel like there are so many people wanting a piece of me, so many people tugging at each side asking something from me. My mom wants this. My brother wants that. My bosses - too many of them - want work. My friends want my attention, want my company, want answers and advice and things I should be happy to give. Boys want me but I don't ( Read more... )

Ugh, I hate this. My pills have stopped working but I don't know why. It's frustrating because it seems like every day I get more anxious. It's not the same as the depression, but there is that too. I don't even want to leave the house and everyone is judging me for it. My mom wants me to get a new job, my brother in law keeps phoning me for work ( Read more... )