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It's almost my birthday, and once again I just wish it was over already.
Recently I've been feeling fairly unstable. Unstable enought to get numbers for various types of psychiatric help. I don't think I'm alright anymore. I'm far too stressed out for a normal human being, I don't feel like I can handle anything anymore. These wayward emotions have tightened their grasp on me, and I feel suffocated. I'm having anxiety attacks almost everyday, I can't eat or sleep, I feel so alone and useless. I just want everyone to go away, I want to go away. I just want to feel relaxed & calm. I'm making an appointment to talk to someone in a few days, perhaps the Weekend. I'm borderline desperate.
I apologize for the angsty blog entry, to those that are reading this. I hope I feel better soon.
Soo these past few weeks have proved to be action-packed and full of re-occurring problems.
I'd like to take a moment and say, thank-you to those who've helped me stay reasonably sane.
And give those that haven't a good kick in the junk.
Moving on though. I thought I'd escaped this illness, I suppose I've underestimated it.
I believe I'm getting sick again. Everyone is sick. Everyone is making me sick with combined different flu's and colds. It's fucking stupid.
My week has been sort-of slack, which is nice, for a change. But this weekend is definitely going to be a gong-show. Hopefully it goes better than I'm imagining it.
Halloween was super awesome, but it was also awful. I'm not exactly going to go into detail, but it definitely could have gone better. I think I should have probably been less drunk. Definitely.
I've got quite a few things on my mind. I'm not entirely sure what to do with them either. Maybe talking with my one friend will help out a bit.
Anyways, I feel nauseated, so I'm going to go lay down.
Good night world of bloggy goodness.
On a side note;
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot
