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There is a car outside my apartment building blasting mariachi music and it's annoying. It's like...oompa oompa oompa oompa *warbling Mexican voice*
*Sigh*
I had a breakdown today. I called Jeremie in tears. I've been so overwhelmed by my thoughts, I don't know what to do with myself. It's like...if I was born just to die, is everything just meaningless? People keep saying no, it's not, blah dee blah, but I can't get past that.
This sucks. I was doing fine a week ago. I wasn't thinking about death every day, I was thinking about the present, and I was feeling good, and life was happy. Now I feel like I'm in hell every day.
*Sigh*
I had a breakdown today. I called Jeremie in tears. I've been so overwhelmed by my thoughts, I don't know what to do with myself. It's like...if I was born just to die, is everything just meaningless? People keep saying no, it's not, blah dee blah, but I can't get past that.
This sucks. I was doing fine a week ago. I wasn't thinking about death every day, I was thinking about the present, and I was feeling good, and life was happy. Now I feel like I'm in hell every day.