My core is shaken. I feel like I could vomit. I feel like I’m going to explode with emotion. I want to crawl in a ball and die. But my kids are here and my husband isn’t. I can’t handle this darkness right now and I don’t even know what to do about it. I’m listening to Ani Difranco. The emotional connection and nostalgia I feel from her music only makes this worse but I can’t turn it off. It is calling me. I don’t know what one little pill is going to do to help me through this night. But, I think I’m going to take klonapin anyway. I haven’t taken it in quite some time. I am just so emotionally exhausted and I feel so raw. I don’t understand how these emotions can creep up so quickly but they have and I’m drowning. Sadness...pure sadness.
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Every finger in the room is pointing at me
I want to spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my stomach I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Tori Amos ~ Crucify
Dx: Schizoaffective Disorder
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