Dear Kitty,
             I don't know what it is. I just feel miserable, and empty. I'm tired and cross and irritable.
             I'm angry, all the time. I just feel like I want to flip out at everyone and cry all the time. I want to break something, I want to tear something, I want...oh, hell, Kitty. I don't know what I want. I'm whiny and needy, and I don't know what's wrong. I don't even know what it is. I miss people, people who I haven't seen for a long time, or people who have changd so much that they're not the people I became friends with. I don't even know what it is anymore.
             Worrying is taking it out of me. I'm shattered, and I'm still up and down like a yo-yo. Sometimes, I feel amazing and full of energy, like I can do anything that I want to and I can't stop thinking and talking all the time. And then it's back down again, and I suddenly want to cry and shout and just sleep all day. It's like I sometimes can't even be bothered to move because I can't find a point.
Ignore me, Kitty. I have no idea why I'm like this. I hate it. I just want to be a normal, level-headed, sensible person. I want to stop needing to SH. I don't want to feel like there's an enormous empty hole.
I want to stop being me, Kitty. Sometimes, I just want to stop being.
Yours,
        Francesca