the last thing
the last thing i did last night was cry and the first thing i did today was cry. i guess its another one of my fits. it hasnt been entirely provoked. but some things have helped. this one's good. im not crying anymore. but thats not always a good sign. now i just feel empty. completely. or atleast mostly. im just having a bum time today. i got 3 hours of sleep. and i dont think ill be eating. i feel sick.
yesturday there was a box of free books in the hall of the humanities building. i saw a book called the Portable Therapist. its a book containing to most commonly asked questions in therapy. while i was waiting for my mom in annapolis this morning i opened it. the first thing i see is "Why do I always/never cry?"... neat.
yesturday there was a box of free books in the hall of the humanities building. i saw a book called the Portable Therapist. its a book containing to most commonly asked questions in therapy. while i was waiting for my mom in annapolis this morning i opened it. the first thing i see is "Why do I always/never cry?"... neat.