Ok so I'm starting to have a hard time with this again. I'm mad at this whole thing I'm mad that I passed it to my boyfriend..I'm mad that I hate myself.. I'm mad that I'm not the hard worker I used to be.. I'm mad that becasue of this it had affected my school and studies and some how I managed to go from a 3.7 to a 2.9 QPA which really hurts... Its on my mind at all times.. I hate this I hate it so much that I hate myself.. I'm not happy anymore .. never .. I try to pretend like I am.. I'm not I havent been happy in months .. if I had the choice to lay in bed all day and cry I would pick that rather than going out.. I think I noticed a bump on my boyfriend the other night.. I freaked.. I hate my docters.. I hate all of this .. why did this have to happen things were just starting to get easy for me .. I was ready to take on the work and go out and get a great job and now I don't even care about getting a job... I have had a staph infection for 3 months now and the anti biotics are messing with my system making me think im going to have an outbreak of something.. and the only thing I keep asking meself is if the kid that gave this to me has outbreak and if hes feeling the same way as me.. I hate everything right now ..
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