Moving on...
...or not. Ok, that's not entirely true. I've moved from being horribly, crushingly depressed to being horribly, crushingly angry. I'm angry about so many things, and to top it all off I'm angry about being angry because it takes up so much energy and I can't get anything done. On the up side, I can eat again, so I know I'm not going to die of starvation. On the downside, I still feel like shit, I still can't focus on anything, and now there's the added bonus of hating him and loving him all at once, which is honestly one of the worst things I've ever felt. Even angry hip-hop isn't really helping...
Also, I'm sorry if I haven't been reading/commenting on your journal. I kind of fell out of being interested over the summer, and now school and the not-focusing-becauase-of-extreme-emotions things aren't really helping.
Also, I'm sorry if I haven't been reading/commenting on your journal. I kind of fell out of being interested over the summer, and now school and the not-focusing-becauase-of-extreme-emotions things aren't really helping.