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Here I am, 5:58 in the morning. I had a nightmare that actually scared the shit out of me... what has been wrong with me lately? Why with all the nightmares?? The lights are now on (and very bright might I add). I woke up, and this was the scariest room I had ever been in. No doubt, I love my room.. but in that moment I just wished I was 8 again, and could just run downstairs into mommy and daddy's room and crawl into bed with them... for them to tell me everything is okay. That nightmares are just nightmares and that life moves on. I really actually thought about all the people I could call, so I wouldn't have to fall asleep again, alone, tonight... but others shouldn't have to suffer lack of sleep because I can't. I feel so alone right now that it actually pisses me off.
I have been a different person lately. My nerves have obviously been getting to me. I need to get back in touch with myself, decide who I am, where I'm going, what I want to accomplish, what my priorities are, quit caring about how I look on the outside - be myself ... and also ... just fucking RELAX.
Fuck.
I'm going to New Port Richey, right now. Maybe only for the day, or maybe all the way until Sunday. All I fucking know is: I just want to be home right now.
Love you all.
Katrina out.
I have been a different person lately. My nerves have obviously been getting to me. I need to get back in touch with myself, decide who I am, where I'm going, what I want to accomplish, what my priorities are, quit caring about how I look on the outside - be myself ... and also ... just fucking RELAX.
Fuck.
I'm going to New Port Richey, right now. Maybe only for the day, or maybe all the way until Sunday. All I fucking know is: I just want to be home right now.
Love you all.
Katrina out.