The past 72 hours
...My days seem to start off well enough--but end horribly. today was the worst of it.
I think maybe weed makes me legitimately depressed. That would explain the volatile explosino that was my emotions today.
Im frustrated w/ myself and am falling back into old habits.
Im feeling the pressure to "identify" as this-or -that.
I miss my mom like crazy.
Im feeling guilty for being well, less-than-enthusiastic (to put it nicely) about things these days.
and today for no good reason at all -- I couldnt control the overwhelming urge to have a break down in public.
I just felt very alone for a good portion of the night. I sat in Regents park for a while after walking around (desperately wanted to go for a run but know by now to avoid that knee cap-tastic failure). Talked to a hobo for a while, made friend w/ his dog and went back to the apartment.
Im not so discrete w/ my moods--and while I appreciate the "whats wrong" attempts at comforting, I am not so eager put that burden on someone, especially when there really isnt.
I think im just missing people.
feeling restless.
same old same old! I fear that maybe...Im just not a HAPPY person-- whatever that means--and I never will be.
I am really looking forward to tomorrow though. It's a brand new day, and i will try and put this mess behind me.
I think maybe weed makes me legitimately depressed. That would explain the volatile explosino that was my emotions today.
Im frustrated w/ myself and am falling back into old habits.
Im feeling the pressure to "identify" as this-or -that.
I miss my mom like crazy.
Im feeling guilty for being well, less-than-enthusiastic (to put it nicely) about things these days.
and today for no good reason at all -- I couldnt control the overwhelming urge to have a break down in public.
I just felt very alone for a good portion of the night. I sat in Regents park for a while after walking around (desperately wanted to go for a run but know by now to avoid that knee cap-tastic failure). Talked to a hobo for a while, made friend w/ his dog and went back to the apartment.
Im not so discrete w/ my moods--and while I appreciate the "whats wrong" attempts at comforting, I am not so eager put that burden on someone, especially when there really isnt.
I think im just missing people.
feeling restless.
same old same old! I fear that maybe...Im just not a HAPPY person-- whatever that means--and I never will be.
I am really looking forward to tomorrow though. It's a brand new day, and i will try and put this mess behind me.
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