Jul 15, 2006 16:52
People have always been there for me, but no one's ever here.
Why did things suddenly become so horrible? I wish I could function. I wish so many things.
I should be in NH with people who actually make me happy. Instead I'm here, doing nothing, miserable because I don't know how to snap myself out of this thing and get myself there. I thought it might feel better to let myself off the hook, but I really did want to go. It feels much worse to know I just gave up. It feels much worse to be alone.