I hate how I can feel this feeling.
I hate feeling like I have a lump in my throat when I look around a place, look out a window, listen to it's sounds.
I don't want to be able to go from one feeling to another, so drastically, anymore.
I was doing really well--I really thought I was. :(
I was enjoying my week, and I was in an okay state of mind with knowing I'd be going "home" within days. Somewhere I lost my grip on that, and within ten minutes ago, I lost my hold completely.
I looked out the window.
That's all it took this time. I looked out the window, into the darkness, and I don't want to leave. I don't want to go. I ..don't want to go back.
Earlier this week, I felt like I was stabilized in feeling ready to take on the world upon my return to town, like this time would be right, this time would be different-- more settled, more stabled.
It all ..went out the window.
I hate feeling the way I feel.
I hate being able to feel these feelings, feeling like my heart is apart from my body.
I don't know what to do about it, I don't know where to go, I don't know what drugs to take, I don't know who to talk to, what to say, I don't know why it stops or goes, I don't know whether it'll ever stop, I don't know how to keep pretending like I don't feel like this, I don't know how to quit going from extreme to extreme, from plan to plan to lack of plan.
If there's medicine, I would take it!
If there's a drug, I'll do it!
If there's a plan, I'll try so hard that my nose bleeds.
Someone just help me.
I'm calling an SOS.
I don't want to do this anymore.

7.25.2009
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About Me
- Betty Spaghetti
- GAMEPLAN: Travel. Experience danger. Love everyone; mostly you. Have a good day. Write a book or two. Kill self at the end of the day.
( Facebook Bumper Sticker quote. )
"Damaged people are dangerous, because they know they can survive."
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