I am so very angry and frustrated.
Angry because none know m and the love of those who know me means nothing now. Frustrated because I am endlessly, endlessly alone, all my life, ever. Livid. I'm am standing in my room and a storm of knives issues from my fingers gouging deep the ancient woodwork. There are new holes in the walls and floors. My brain is in pain, a raw, dull, seething pain brought on by heavy emotion that has no outlet.
I cannot stem this, I cannot lower it. Time brings more pain, more fear, more sadness. It never ends, it never relieves. At best it moves to the back of my mind or takes second consideration to a more pressing issue. But it is always present.
Gods, I am so angry. I feel helpless, and I hate it. I feel out of control, and I hate it.
End.
Postscript:
Talked to father for a while. Feel much better. Splitting headache.
Angry because none know m and the love of those who know me means nothing now. Frustrated because I am endlessly, endlessly alone, all my life, ever. Livid. I'm am standing in my room and a storm of knives issues from my fingers gouging deep the ancient woodwork. There are new holes in the walls and floors. My brain is in pain, a raw, dull, seething pain brought on by heavy emotion that has no outlet.
I cannot stem this, I cannot lower it. Time brings more pain, more fear, more sadness. It never ends, it never relieves. At best it moves to the back of my mind or takes second consideration to a more pressing issue. But it is always present.
Gods, I am so angry. I feel helpless, and I hate it. I feel out of control, and I hate it.
End.
Postscript:
Talked to father for a while. Feel much better. Splitting headache.
starfior:
Cowboy the fuck up, Soldier. You're not dying out here.
scarydoll:
Life runs in cycles, my dear. This will pass, and eventually, return. We live through it. 