sigh.

[awesomesprout]

I'm miserable.

I front that I'm happy but I'm just miserable.

I have a great bf who always wants to be there to fix everything and make me happy. I'm in school. I have a great job.

But all I want to do is stay in bed all day and cry.

I'm just angry all the time. And I feel terrible because I keep taking it out on Loren.

I think I'm just going to go away for a little while. Maybe I'll just go to New York or Seattle or something for a few days. Just be by myself in a place where no one knows me.

No one who knows the problems I have or the things I deal with.

Because what would telling them solve? They can't do anything. They can't help. No one can.

It's my world and I have to live in it. And it sucks.

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[dicedork.livejournal.com]

You know....I don't know you too well, but it might be biochemestry. Have you ever been diagnosed? Clinical depression is as real as the flu when it comes to the chemistry causing the emotions. (I really hate this belief that we can control our emotions in the face of such things.)