Back from the edge
It was scary earlier this week. I think I was right on the edge of killing myself, I really do. I was so overwhelmed with everything …
Just ignore me. Everybody else does. I am beyond help.
Just ignore me. Everybody else does. I am beyond help.
Bowling, reading, writing, computers, science.
Bowling, reading, writing, computers, science.
It was scary earlier this week. I think I was right on the edge of killing myself, I really do. I was so overwhelmed with everything …
Well, I've made it through another extremely frustrating day without killing myself.
I wonder how many more days like this I'll be able …
I actually posted this on my LiveJournal blog, but I got to the end and realized that it was too dark for public consumption. So I'll post …
Did you ever have one of those days where you’re convinced that it can’t get any worse and yet—boom! goes the dynamite—it …
Last Monday was a great day and I got to enjoy it for about twelve hours.
I went up to Columbia to take an exam for a certification. I …
Your family is in my prayer Eric.
Man I'm really sorry to hear that Eric. I'm sure his health will turn around, it just sounds like it will take a little longer than expected. I'll say a prayer for hi tonight.
Thanks Eric, how have you been? Hows your dad doing?
How are you ???
Dont call yourself ugly, im sure you are lovely. xx
I'm a 40-year-old virgin. I'm fat and ugly and have no prospects for altering that status. I am a database programmer except for the past two years when I haven't been able to find a job. I occasionally write stories (horror or sci-fi usually, depends on the story that forms in my head).
I've been unemployed for 3.5 years, I have no prospects, and I declared bankruptcy 4/2009.
Because I'm lonely. Achingly lonely.
Because I have diabetes and, since I'm unemployed and have no health insurance, will be going off my meds next month.
Because I am enormous and ugly and am close to giving up hope of ever losing weight.
Because I'm scared to meet people--I'm certain that anybody I approach will reject me.
Because I spend half my waking hours scared out of my mind.
Because I spend the other half of my waking hours angry at everything and everybody (including myself).