Uh Oh
Wow. This is probably the most boring journal ever to strike the internet. If I updated any less, I'd probably be dead. However, at the moment, that doesn't seem like such a bad deal. I just had an apathy attack, and it keeps on attacking, or not attacking, seeing as it's apathy. But I've just had a pretty rough time since the weekend, and just don't care anymore. I would love to, but I don't. I'm not really up for details about this, but just in case anyone does care and read this, although I'm pretty sure that no one will, unless they are really bored, I'm questioning something that I feel horrible about questioning, and kicking myself for feeling bad becuase, hey, it's my life. I can feel however I want about certain things or people, and I shouldn't let the way that they feel about whatever or whoever else affect that. I can feel what I want (to a reasonable extent) without feeling bad about that. But for some reason, I can't let go. Something is wrong, and part of me knows that that's not good, but another part of me doesn't want to see that. Part of me is saying let go, while the other part is hanging on for dear life, and I'm not sure which side to follow. I know if I go one way, I'll end up hurting myself, but if I go the other way, I'll to something that I'm sure will end up hurting me (and quite a few other people) in the end. I just don't know what to do.