I just read through every post I've ever made.
I actually almost vomited at one point.
Man I miss being anxiety free.
The amount of blind hatred I had made me sad as well.
And the posts about Paige killed me slightly.
Well, way more than slightly.
My friend made me a leather journal and I will be receiving it today. I'm probably going to use it to write down my emotions.
So basically this, but without the prior knowledge of who reads it. (I know 3 of you who regularly read this. [You're probably the only ones who do, actually.] )
I'll probably end up transcribing them and posting it here as well.
I've spent a lot of today trying to do small things I used to do a year or two ago in hopes that it'd make me feel better and it didn't really work because I know sooner or later I'll have to deal with current problems.
Oh well.
3:17am, better leave.
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