Yeah, life sucks.

I feel bad about posting again. Attention seeking miserable person. I wish someone would slap me.

I am awake at 6:30am. I haven't slept since 3pm yesterday. I slept from 3am-3pm yesterday.

I can't sleep. I never knew it physically hurt to be alive. But lo' and behold, it does.

I have an appt with T Wednesday. No way to get appt before that with him. I'm supposed to see someone else if it's bad, but there's only a woman and I dont like her. Dont trust her.

I wish this was just about a boy. I wish I could eat. I wish I could convince myself that it was just lies in my head that keep saying bad stuff. But I can't. I believe it, but I dont.

Never mind. I cant write. I cant concentrate. It hurts to annoy people. I'm sorry. It takes too much energy to do anything. Just gonna try to sleep again. No crying. Too tired. Phooey.