The Nothing
It's really great! I love it... and somewhere between me being off my medication and being 3000 mi away from the people who I need I am miserable. I cant stop crying, I hate myself every moment. I cry every day. Somewhere in my mind I know it will pass. I know this is ultimately what i want but right now all I can do is morn th elife I had, the life where I mattered, where I knew lots of people would be greiving at my funrealif I died. Now I impact nothing save the puffy redness of my face. There's a lump in my throat that wont dissapate. Anger consumes me and I feel as though my thoughts are unraveling faster than I can breathe. Inside myself I sit clenchong my knees to my chin telling myself it will all be ok and that this is just the culmination of changes that are too big to handle one bute at a time, but that doesnt stop any of it.
I'm sorry
Thia as th tow o fyou may know... is from Myspace... bUt hey I'm way too.... whatever... lazy to post mor ethan one thing a day...
I miss the world