I cannot think of an original essay idea.

at all.

What does this mean? Am I simply not good enough if I cannot come up with a decent essay idea?

So. I saw my doctor, finally. Not actually mine, but my local practice. And I'm pretty much diagnosed with depression. I need to see my childhood psychotherapist, but after that, I'll be on anti-depressants and probably looking for counselling in my local area and St Andrews ( Read more... )

I think this is it. Rock bottom. I built a sandcstle on the beach with Rob, at half past eleven at night, in the rain and the wind. and I walked down to look at the sea but i still feel like crying. I think if I could die without the pain of it, I would. I don't actually feel like there is a why anymore.

Sometimes, I struggle ( Read more... )

Part of me just died ( Read more... )

( Unfinished story snippet on my harddrive )

I can't remember the last time I slept until I woke up ( Read more... )

I'm having a day I feel out of it.

A day where I want something, quite badly - but I don't know what it is. I feel isolated because of it, sad, and miserable. I feel like if only I had this one thing, I'd be happy. But I don't, and I don't even know what it is, so I can't fix it, and I ought to feel better but I don't ( Read more... )

The platform was crowded as he pushed his way through the crowd at the door of the train. The trunk was suspiciously close to bursting open as he pushed it in front of him, and it fell heavily onto the ground with a loud ‘bang’ that was somewhat satisfying in the way startled people scattered quickly out of his way ( Read more... )

University is more stressful than home. In different ways. The play is a bitch; I'm constantly working on it slash thinking about it slash trying new strategies, and everyone seems to have a mental block that has me as 'the Director' twenty four seven. Which sort of sucks, big time ( Read more... )