Urgh... they should just send me to the state hospital already...

I can't handle life... apparently... why do I bother?

(What's "stability?" Apparently I have no clue...)

All day I go up and down emotionally, and keep fighting the urges... I'm sick of dealing with this... I can't get anywhere... I wish I could feel safe, normal...

I hate being alive. I'm just a messed-up bother.

I don't always feel safe...and I never feel "normal" at all. I guess I really don't know what that's supposed to mean. Like normal for one person can be different than normal for another person. It all varies.

I know it is hard to just go day in and day out with all the ups and downs and the urges going crazy on you. Sometimes I feel like I cannot go on another minute but somehow I do.

I have hope that you will too. Just try to hang in there...and keep fighting no matter how tired you get of fighting.

I know how you feel. You can borrow some of the hope that my t lets me borrow. I usually can't find any myself. I'm here, just getting through the days, one minute at a time, as they say. Hang in there, there's gotta be something...
HUGS

Thanks...