Join Now

Free, anonymous support from people just like you.

We're on Facebook!
Check out our page!
DS Store is Open
DS t-shirts and more
Advertisement

arienette
Female, 22, Main Line, PA
"lucky to have such an amazing father"
6:38am, January 17, 2009
And I just need, something to keep me movin' on... Mood
Saturday, October 25, 2008 | A Painful story

Hello,

I really don't know what to write. Life has become this big, unrecognizable mass of nothingness. I barel have something that makes me smile, I havent felt excitment in months&months. There is no one I look forward to seeing at school (where I live). And there is definately no one who looks forward to seeing me. I can't come up with a thing to look forward to. I can come up with 1,000 things to look forward and fear.

I drink like 20 beers a day, give or take (every day of the week). I am so fat I can barely stand to rub lotion on my skin after a shower (which I need to do this time of year because my skin gets so horribly dry) b/c that requires me actually touching my body.

I have no real friends at school anymore, my own fault, mostly. My roommate  was who I let myself fall into hanging out with all the time, and now she has a boyfriend and being the third wheel is the worst (although it is a role ive taken on multiple, multiple times in my life). All of the other friends ive had at this school have been situational. Sorority, transfer girls i lived with, guys that lived across the hall, roommates,friends from home. I may KNOW a lot of people at this school, to say hi to, but i have no friends. I go so long without calls from anyone other than my mom or dad.

The worst part about all of this is that i do it to myself (Radiohead reference, haha.) I love self pity and sulking i guess. I am what I like to call an emotional masochist. I love causing myself emotional pain. Whether it be hooking up with a guy i know will never want me, or staying in on a saturday night even if i was invited to do something. Small examples. I am also a physical masochist although i don't always hurt myself on purpose that way. See i am murdering my liver in a violent manner and thats something I enjoy doing...not the liver murder per se but the drinking. I need it because its all i have right now. It is the only thing i look forward to, the only thing that gets me through the day. Plus it helps so much with sleep. And it makes me so fat. I have taken a few sleeping pills (sonata and rozerem) after binging so badly on dexedrine all day (WASTING it). Now im finsihing some beers. Should sleep for quite a long time. Homecoming is tomorrow...I even paid to drink at my sorority's tent but i wont go. Why? No one to go with...i barely see any of them and am hardly friends with them anymore. What a waste.

I miss Jill...shes my one friend I really miss right now. Britt I miss but she was supposed to come visit tomorrow and is bailing. I guess she prob has a good reason but I am just disappointed. It was all i had to look forward to.

I need to adopt a dog, i miss Waldo so much. But I need a job first.

anyways,

goodbye. <3

RATE THIS ENTRY:
Inspirational
Moving
Helpful
Creative

Advertisement

Advertisement
Content on DailyStrength.org is for informational purposes only. We do not provide any medical advice, diagnosis or treatment. More info
Portions of support group and treatment information provided by Wikipedia under the GNU FDL license
Copyright 2006-2009, DailyStrength, Inc. All rights reserved.
Terms of Service | Privacy Policy | Report Abuse | HSW International | HSW China | HSW Brazil