And then it starts.
Im seriously considering counseling. I keep getting so fucking depressed its unbelievable. I was thinking about getting on meds but for some reason alot of people look down on you for that. Besides, i dont like being addicted to drugs. Drugs=Bad.
I just dont know what I want. I dont know what I want to do with my life. And I stay busy. So busy. But I cant stay busy forever. And this is what happens when I am not busy. I break. Im so weak that I snap at a moments silence without warning. I wish I could control it. Tell myself that I am happy with my situation. Tell myself everything will be alright. In the past two days I have stopped myslef before Ive had two emotional breakdowns. That's alittle sad. I was happy. What the fuck did I do this for?
What was I thinking?
I just dont know what I want. I dont know what I want to do with my life. And I stay busy. So busy. But I cant stay busy forever. And this is what happens when I am not busy. I break. Im so weak that I snap at a moments silence without warning. I wish I could control it. Tell myself that I am happy with my situation. Tell myself everything will be alright. In the past two days I have stopped myslef before Ive had two emotional breakdowns. That's alittle sad. I was happy. What the fuck did I do this for?
What was I thinking?