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So.
I'm in one of my moods again.
The one that keeps me in bed for days.
The one that's caused all of my problems.
For no reason.
Nothing's wrong.
Boy problems, school problems, parent problems, friend problems, just the usual.
I guess that what I get for not taking medicine and letting it get out of control for 5 years.
Taking it out on other people.
Making excusses to not see anyone or talk to anyone.
No one can bring me back up.
I just, get over it.
Which makes it worse everytime I get into this stuff.
I hold it in.
And then I explode.
And do things I wouldn't normally do.
I wish I could have an on an off switch.
And I wish it would stay off.
I feel useless.
I'm not.
But inside I feel it.
I'm sorry.
No one wants to see me complain.
You don't have to read anymore.
Bye bye.
I'm in one of my moods again.
The one that keeps me in bed for days.
The one that's caused all of my problems.
For no reason.
Nothing's wrong.
Boy problems, school problems, parent problems, friend problems, just the usual.
I guess that what I get for not taking medicine and letting it get out of control for 5 years.
Taking it out on other people.
Making excusses to not see anyone or talk to anyone.
No one can bring me back up.
I just, get over it.
Which makes it worse everytime I get into this stuff.
I hold it in.
And then I explode.
And do things I wouldn't normally do.
I wish I could have an on an off switch.
And I wish it would stay off.
I feel useless.
I'm not.
But inside I feel it.
I'm sorry.
No one wants to see me complain.
You don't have to read anymore.
Bye bye.