a bunch of whining and crying

[femmealunettes]

This essay is going to suck. It already sucks and it's only 325 words long yet.

I sound like a child, but I really wish my mom was here. :( Not that I'd cry on her, but just having her around makes the world suck less.


This is like the sixth time I've burst into tears today. Something is seriously fucking wrong with my head right now and I really wish it would stop being wrong because I really hate myself when this kind of thing happens. Half of me wants to take more pills and half of me just wants to curl up into a ball and stop existing for a little while.


I am so fucking sick of being bipolar, really, I'm not suicidal but I really can see why people get that way. Because if I get to look forward to this for the rest of my life, that's not very appealing.

Comments

[moorishflower.livejournal.com]

*hug* Is there anything I can do to help you feel better, hon?

[speccygeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

I don't think so... this freaking out is just something I have to get over by myself. I'm going to post the essay when I finish it in a few minutes... if you could critique it, that would be awesome.

*clingy hugs*

[moorishflower.livejournal.com]

I'll do my best, though concrit isn't my specialty - I tend to change things around to how I would write them, lol. But I would love to do what I can. <3

[speccygeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Okay, I posted it. ♥

[seraphtrevs.livejournal.com]

*hugs* I'm so sorry - I've been there and it's awful. Hang in there. ♥