27/11/2011 @ 6:10
November 27, 2011
I wish I was okay again. I wish everything was okay.
It’s not asking for much… or is it?
22/11/2011 @ 18:04
November 22, 2011
I’ve completely lost who I am and what I stand for.
I’m sorry to all whom have been affected. I
‘m just wondering around, searching for some security and a sense of who I could be.
I’m not who I was.
25/10/2011 @ 7:13
October 25, 2011
Panic attacks, it’s the new way of life.
My chest is so tight and filled with that butterfly feeling. It’s hard to breathe. These hands and knees shake.
Total for the week, 3… it’s only Tuesday.
22/10/2011 @ 5:15
October 22, 2011
I don’t sleep. I barely eat. I force myself to get up. I cry too much. I wonder too much. I’m sad, all the fucking time.
My friends and family don’t deserve to put up with someone like me. I want to change. I need help, desperately. (too bad I’m afraid to get it)
October 12, 2011
I’d do anything to know why feelings like these happened to a person like me.
I’d do anything to feel like a normal human being.
Held together with glue and a glimmer of hope… struggling has become comfort.
If I’d really do anything to change this, why haven’t I yet?
