May 12, 2008 23:41
I could feel weeks ago that depression was starting to set in. The last two days I have cried out of pain and I realized that I need to grieve. I need to move on. I need to grow up and change. Having fun is all well and good, until you realize that your foundation is cracked. I have decided to accept it. I put this message on MySpace (www.myspace.com/bluechaoticrose) as a warning or partial explanation why I will be falling off the face of the planet for a little while:
I am more broken than I thought. I need time to fix me. Please don't bother to call, write, or visit; because, I will not answer. I'm serious. No questions. I'll be out of my hell when the time is right.
I really need time alone. I feel that I am broken and that I am made of scars. Things I thought didn't matter to me and things that I thought I had gotten over...are not resolved. They still affect me. I have been hit down once again and the tears keep running. I know that each day will be a struggle as I face my fears, self-confidence issues, and re-evaluate where my life is going. I just need some time alone. I don't think friends are going to help me through this one. As my boss said once, "Grow up." That's what I am going to do. I hope you all don't miss me too terribly.