Read my last journal, please. Everything will make more sense.
I didn't know how to explain it, but... I'm sad. All the time. At random times, I'll just burst into tears. I eat way too much. I hate school, I'm tempted to drop out, except for the fact that my financial check has already been sent and that's my only source of income right now. I don't want to work, I just want someone to take care of me. I feel so... I don't even know.
Sad. Lonely. Isolated.
I feel like no one understands. I have no one to talk to. I just want to be alone.
My hair is dirty. I haven't changed my clothes since the day of the procedure. I haven't done my eyebrows or put on make-up at all. I didn't even have the strength to go to school today, which is really bad because I missed SO much of it before, during my pregnancy.
And to top it all off, I'm sick. Like flu-sick. My body aches. My head is pounding 24/7 and my ears feel clogged and yucky. My throat is tight and I literally could not sleep at all last night.
Nothing is going right.
I wish I could take it back. At least when he was here, I felt whole.
Depression.
September 12th, 2011 at 09:14pm