Sep 03, 2007 22:13
The nightmare of all nightmares, one of the most horrible and humiliating things a human could endure. That would just about sum it up.
"Most people are just like that, when it comes to it" she said, snapping her thumb in comparison.
"I guess you're just different."
I didn't end up sleeping on some random persons porch. But a nice soft bed in a warm house.
If sleep was what I was looking for, a porch might have been a better choice because I didn't actually end up sleeping at all.
I didn't sleep saturday or sunday, and I'm not tired now.
I just want some tea and a fresh pack of cigarettes.
And someone to talk to.
Someone that wouldn't be awkward or alienating, someone that would tell me I'm not insane and don't need to be put on anti-depressants or that I need counseling or a personal therapist.
Someone that would tell me they've fucked up just as bad as I have and they're doing alright on their own.
That's not really going to happen, though.
So, I have nothing to worry about!