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not sure why im feeling all mixed up inside again. nights are really a bitch, seems to be the time when i go crazy.
it seems that i am living vicariously through other people's lives and i'm getting caught up in make believe land again. i have a situation that i'm confused about.
my head is spinning and nothing is clear, no clear thoughts, i'm not even sure why i'm writing or what is prompting me to do so. i just feel the need to do something, to keep busy, to keep my mind focused on something so i don't get sucked back and not know whats going on. i feel like im watching myself write this from the back of my mind, i'm on auto pilot now.
i know what triggered it this time, it's something so stupid, so simple, so silly. so why do i do this then?
i feel bloated and ugly. i am tempted to get into bed and cry.
i think i shall.
it seems that i am living vicariously through other people's lives and i'm getting caught up in make believe land again. i have a situation that i'm confused about.
my head is spinning and nothing is clear, no clear thoughts, i'm not even sure why i'm writing or what is prompting me to do so. i just feel the need to do something, to keep busy, to keep my mind focused on something so i don't get sucked back and not know whats going on. i feel like im watching myself write this from the back of my mind, i'm on auto pilot now.
i know what triggered it this time, it's something so stupid, so simple, so silly. so why do i do this then?
i feel bloated and ugly. i am tempted to get into bed and cry.
i think i shall.