Under stupid bloody watch all day long.
With stupid bed-rest.
Withdrawal, doctor always bringing up a DX we disagree on and psych ward, in pain and not allowed painkillers are the icing on the cake.

Why do I actually bother. I don't get better. I drag the people I love down. I made them lose sleep when I was in hospital and now they have to fret over me and watch me. I fail to see how I'm really worth the effort.

I've been stuck in this rainstorm so long I may as well pitch a tent because I don't see how it's supposed to get better. My friend told me to list everything positive about myself. i ended up with this, which is what I always write when I'm asked this, because it's true.

Positive: I'm not a huge ego freak.

I'm just so tired of this, I don't matter. In one of those I could disappear and it wouldn't matter.

Sorry to whine as always.