Am I on cloud 9 yet? Of course not. These things take time.
Today, in English, I was working on my thesis paper, even though I was supposed to be following the lecture. Anyways, my topic is personal. At one point, I just started crying. Luckily, no one around me noticed. I quickly wiped away my tears and continued to write.
The topic is emotional strength and the "scars" you receive as you gain this type of strength.
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The family issue is temporarily being resolved. For now, at least. I have a strong feeling that it isn't.
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I'm going out with KC tomorrow night for a trip to DQ. I need to get my mind off all of this shit and I need a new pack of cigarettes, because God know's I'm going to need them next month.
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For once, I don't have much to say other than I'm ready to kick depression's ass. I'm ready to claw my way out of this shit hole. I'm ready for this world again. I'm ready to leave my past in the past.
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