One day I will wake up without feeling like crap.
I will be able to concentrate on things, and thus be able to practice my 4 hours. I will go and hang out with some friends when I am not practicing.
I will eat food without my stomach hurting afterwards.
I won't hurt people I love.
I won't hide in fear of life and pain.
I'll BE HAPPY. Just for an hour. Just for a day.

Then it will go away. If that day even comes.

So frustrated.
Sorry had to rant.