Saturday, June 21, 2008

Do You Know What It's Like...

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anorexia_nervosa

Psychological disorder? How clumsy of me to have one of those.

I want to see a psychiatrist but I have no money and my insurance doesn't cover it. I don't personally know anyone else with this problem and the people that I tell think I'm a worthless human being. What am I supposed to do? I wish I knew someone that could help me through this. Someone that wouldn't think I'm weak for feeling the way I do.

Let's judge depressed people for killing themselves.

Let's make fun of autistic people for having shitty social skills.

Let's let anorexics suffer quietly and make them feel embarrassed for being so silly.


I told my parents, I told close friends, and I cried for help on here. I need a hand to reach out so badly.

Friday, June 20, 2008

Thanks

for that.

Negativity helps tremendously in delicate situations. No really, that wasn't a cry for help. Just venting...about myself. But clearly I can handle it. Not like it's serious or anything.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

It's All On Me Cause I Didn't Want To Stay

Closure. Oh man does it feel good. He finally admitted to cheating. I admit, I purposely lied to his friend about some things because I knew he'd go back and tell him, which prompted him telling me. Awesome plan. I can finally move on. I had it in my head that he was my soul mate and I could never love again and blah blah blah. But how could that be if he has no soul? This feels like hope. I am not ready for anything yet, but at least I have faith that I will be. I'm damaged and sad a lot, but at least I can still smile and mean it.

Monday, June 9, 2008

With My Foot on Your Neck

I wrote this a few weeks ago

5-20-08
I love you when I’m not looking
But you’re not him
I could possibly
But these dreams of futures
They’re not for you
They’re just for now
If we met 4 years later
If I had found myself sooner
If you had done the same
Someone undeserving will steal my hard work
And just the same will take yours
You help me pass the time
But you make time stand still
I’m still 17 years old
And you’re still lifting me in the air
You can’t bring me back down
But you won’t