I cant stop thinking. I am strating to question a lot lately. about myself, my family, my few friends, everything. I just sit and cried today wondering what is wrong with me. I cant blame my pills since i took them. We got a letter from my brother today. He is doing great. He is in the middle of the Cruicible. this is when you are up for 48 hours or more, only have three meals, take a ten mile hike up a hill called the Reaper, and other crazy shit. I hope he is okay. I could never do that. I feel helpless right now. Like i cant do anything. I feel worthless and that there is no point. I know i shouldnt think that way... I am trying to build up my self esteem too but today it wont happen I just feel ugly. I am so bored. sitting here alone isnt helping either. I wish i had someone to talk right now....
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toxicboy:
Thanks for checking out my poems too, Poetry day was fun!
monet:
I really hope you can find a way to cheer up soon. And I am so happy you heard from your brother, that must be such a relief!