...I sank pretty quickly yesterday. I went from frustrated to depressed to trying to kill myself within a few hours. I guess I am lucky I failed, but it is a little hard to believe that. I am just so tired of everything. I am tired of "hanging on", of wondering whether it is I or someone inside who is feeling the emotions that I do. I know there is something happening on the inside b/c my psyche-doc was being rather cryptic the last time I saw him, and didn't want to answer some of my questions. I hate that even though I know it is probably for my own good, I suppose. At least, I know he always has my best interests in mind. Anyway, I am still here, for all the good that will do. I wish I could take a vacation from myself once in a while. I wish I could just side-line myself and let others take charge when things get difficult. But I can't, so oh, well. I hope this doesn't trigger anyone. Sorry, if it did. Thanks for listening.
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