What I’m going through right now, I don’t know. It’s not like people would understand. I’ll just remain silent and pour out everything in my pseudo-planner aka manuscript-of-blog-entries-I-refuse-to-post-just-because. Not really much of a writer but I kind of understand now how therapeutic writing could be.
No, the idea of slitting my wrists hasn’t crossed my mind. I’m not that suicidal. My problems are too shallow for that. =))
Ybz 2.0 in the works
I’m an emotional wreck. My feelings are all over the place and I don’t know how to deal with them anymore.
Lots of things happened lately and I think I don’t deserve to be happy. I don’t deserve to sleep. I don’t deserve to enjoy. The things that have happened made me realize how terrible of a person I am. I kept on disappointing people despite everything I do. I suck as a girl, as a student, as a friend and as a daughter. I’m really hating on myself right now. This has been an eventful week. I can only take too much. I hope everything gets better after this.
Can I not think of you for a while? Or better yet, can you allow me to invade your thoughts? Even just this once? It’s unfair that I always think of you while thoughts of me never crossed your mind.