Every time I try to be optimistic and have a good day, someone comes along and fucks it all up! Never fails! What’s the point anymore? Why keep putting myself through this??
Too pissed off, angry, and lost to talk about it right now. But soon maybe…
I’ve been trying to keep my mind busy and my body away from depression. It’s hard. Tonight I decided to make my own t-shirt, what do you think?
Tomorrow I have to be up WAY too early for shift and teaching CPR while there, but “hell” is bringing me down! I’ll have to fill you in when I can get my mind to settle. I cried today over that place and my awesome man (who still needs a name) came to hold me and make it all better.
Anyway, story later because in 5 hours I have to be up for a 17 hour shift, so for now…my shirt. Do you like?
Before the finals.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me right now, I’m just not myself. I’m so down, like lower than low. I need help but I won’t ask for it. I’m struggling here. I think the majority of this comes from all this crap with my so called “family” and this damn divorce. Not once has anyone asked me how I’m doing, cared about my struggle in this, or tried to listen to me. No one care, no one ever has. This is just a bad month and my family is just making it worse and worse. I need out, I need away. I need a break! I want to run away and never come back. I want to vanish because not a soul would care. I need to get out of here.