I am closer and closer every day to the end of my life. Closer and closer. My 'friends' just keep drifting away from me and I can't stop it. I feel like my head is so warped that I can't think objectively any longer. Maybe I am just going crazy. I hate the idea of medication and even fear it but it might be what I need ultimately. My number one concern is how. If I attempt it, I definitely don't want to survive. God help me.
This is my personal blog. I'm the only writer and contributor-- the only one with these thoughts, these experiences, this mind.
Saturday, October 8, 2022
Saturday, June 4, 2022
I Hate Everything
I just wish I had someone to talk to that was nearby that actually valued my thoughts and listened to what I had to say. It's extremely disheartening to be ignored or feel like you can't be yourself. I don't fit in here and it hurts so much.
Thursday, April 28, 2022
There are those that are suffering all around you
http://www.danielmattituck.com/p/about-me.html
I didn't know him, but was able to interact with him several times enough to know he was a good person. This is so much like me, I feel like we could have talked at length about our feelings. At the very least have an outlet although I doubt it would have prevented his death. Rest in peace. Even from someone you didn't even know at all, you will not be forgotten.