It's been a while hasn't it? I was assuming for a while there that life would flow smoothly and that there would not be a need for this particular journal anymore. But I was wrong, I often am. And honestly, angst happens. That is why this journal is here, to be an outlet for the angst when it occurs ( Read more... )

- where I feel as if I am going nowhere and accomplishing nothing ( Read more... )

The following I wrote to someone two years ago. I think I should share it because it makes a lot of sense ( Read more... )

After weeping in the shower for a while, for no apparent reason, I decided that this post belongs in the angst journal. And here it lives ( Read more... )

There are two or three main sources of insta-angst for me. These being ( Read more... )

It was a bit amusing. The other day, I started to trace a smiley face into my hand because I was bored over at {FRIEND}'s house. I got bored of that and stopped. Only to find two days later, the most random little cuts on my wrist. I didn't raelize that they had come from me. I've taken to saying that I don't know where half of these things come ( Read more... )