mrs_mia_wallace
Bluelighter
Aww thank you girls 

I wish my non-cyber world friends were as sweet and understanding as you all are 
I took a two hour drive through some windy/dark streets and scared the shit out of myself... coming down always incites visions of shadow people and other creepy hallucinations... never going to let myself do that again, as much as driving helps me clear my mind that was just dangerous and fucking stupid....
Wrote out some long rants (sorry n3ophy7e!
) which makes me feel a bit better now that everything doesn't feel like it's bottled up and cooking inside my head... and cried on my drive/in the shower here which makes me feel a little less crazy. Am still furious/livid with this boy, but feelings pangs of sadness wishing he was here making me feel like a fool, as I think I've basically figured out what's going on there and it just re-inforces my hopelessness in getting better.... but being alone in my apartment is not condusive to doing well right now 
And feel like shit physically, exhausted but can't sleep, body aches, burning up, and the depression is wrapping itself tighter and tighter around me as I imagine what tomorrows going to be like.... why do these things I do to make myself happy end up making me the most miserable/depressed person on the Earth?
Given up on getting anything productive done and am hoping for a five hour nap with some pills before work..... and never ever want to make myself vomit again, I don't know how/why that happened... my reaction to getting angry at the boy was to self-induce vomitting like I was ducking his punch




I took a two hour drive through some windy/dark streets and scared the shit out of myself... coming down always incites visions of shadow people and other creepy hallucinations... never going to let myself do that again, as much as driving helps me clear my mind that was just dangerous and fucking stupid....

Wrote out some long rants (sorry n3ophy7e!


And feel like shit physically, exhausted but can't sleep, body aches, burning up, and the depression is wrapping itself tighter and tighter around me as I imagine what tomorrows going to be like.... why do these things I do to make myself happy end up making me the most miserable/depressed person on the Earth?

Given up on getting anything productive done and am hoping for a five hour nap with some pills before work..... and never ever want to make myself vomit again, I don't know how/why that happened... my reaction to getting angry at the boy was to self-induce vomitting like I was ducking his punch
