Optimism has ended. and the count starts over, I did SI this morning, and I hate my life, because I want the mental angush to stop. Calm, would be nice. Talking to someone would be nice. Gettign things done would be nice, but I don't see it happening, I'm just not myself. I'm trying to get back but It's taking to much brain power that I don't have right now. I need to talk to someone, but just can't bring myself to calling someone who could help. I hate this.