What's wrong with me?
I don't know what's going on with me today. I'm so depressed. I don't know if I'm going to head up to Greenville or not. I really want to go, but I'm so tired.
I know that none of them give two shits about me, but I love their music, and for some reason or another, I'm proud of them. Is is possible to be proud of someone you dont even know? I don't know, but I am.
Saw them a W.O. Wrights last night. Good set! I hope they get their own shows up there soon. I'm not a big fan of Northmont, so it would be awesome if Gone Tomorrow acutally got to play a full show up there. Show Dayton what some guys from the middle of nowhere can do.
I just don't know anymore. I just have so many thoughts running through my head, and not one of them is happy. Earlier, I started crying for no reason at all. I don't know how to fix it. I've tried counsiling, I've tried meds, I've tried prayer, and none of them seem to work. I've even tried not caring, and that doesn't work out for me either. It's not possible. Why did I have to be cursed with such a loving, caring heart?
All it seems to get me lately, is hurt. All I can feel right now is numbness and pain, and it's not physical. All I can do is sit here and want to cry.
I'm scared. I'm scared that I'm going to be crippled by the time I'm 30. I'm scared that I'm going to be fat and ugly for the rest of my life. I'm scared that I'm never going to find anyone. That I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life. I know that no one wants a gimp, and if these steroid shots don't help my ankle to move, that's exactly what I'm going to be. I'm going to limp around for the rest of my life, my foot is going to smack the floor everytime I take a step.
I'm just a pathetic person. I know this because there are so many people in the world who have it worse. There are so many people who can't walk at all, and here I'm complaining about a clap in my step. I just can't help it. I try to think that I'm not that bad off, but it doesn't seem to work.
God, if you're listening/reading. Help me
Lindsay
I know that none of them give two shits about me, but I love their music, and for some reason or another, I'm proud of them. Is is possible to be proud of someone you dont even know? I don't know, but I am.
Saw them a W.O. Wrights last night. Good set! I hope they get their own shows up there soon. I'm not a big fan of Northmont, so it would be awesome if Gone Tomorrow acutally got to play a full show up there. Show Dayton what some guys from the middle of nowhere can do.
I just don't know anymore. I just have so many thoughts running through my head, and not one of them is happy. Earlier, I started crying for no reason at all. I don't know how to fix it. I've tried counsiling, I've tried meds, I've tried prayer, and none of them seem to work. I've even tried not caring, and that doesn't work out for me either. It's not possible. Why did I have to be cursed with such a loving, caring heart?
All it seems to get me lately, is hurt. All I can feel right now is numbness and pain, and it's not physical. All I can do is sit here and want to cry.
I'm scared. I'm scared that I'm going to be crippled by the time I'm 30. I'm scared that I'm going to be fat and ugly for the rest of my life. I'm scared that I'm never going to find anyone. That I'm going to be alone for the rest of my life. I know that no one wants a gimp, and if these steroid shots don't help my ankle to move, that's exactly what I'm going to be. I'm going to limp around for the rest of my life, my foot is going to smack the floor everytime I take a step.
I'm just a pathetic person. I know this because there are so many people in the world who have it worse. There are so many people who can't walk at all, and here I'm complaining about a clap in my step. I just can't help it. I try to think that I'm not that bad off, but it doesn't seem to work.
God, if you're listening/reading. Help me
Lindsay