god i am sick... not cough cough sick mind you... like there is some backlash on me from my father's insanity... like i have this dread feeling about relationships, my future, and my general importance in life... i hate going to public places, seeing someone atractive, fighting myself to talk to them, then chastizing myself and hating my life 'cause i feel like a failure... happens all the time...
wish i could just wake up...
but as to my previous post, i think life_after_that put it perfectly... and now here i sit glad that i might soon be outta this hell hole, yet feel like yet again i am running from something...
feeling dread thoughts sux... just like my psycho daddy did before he lost it...
thats an unpleasant thought...
wish i could just wake up...
but as to my previous post, i think life_after_that put it perfectly... and now here i sit glad that i might soon be outta this hell hole, yet feel like yet again i am running from something...
feeling dread thoughts sux... just like my psycho daddy did before he lost it...
thats an unpleasant thought...