This must be a turning point

my day started by giving blood. That was fine. I layed there for an hour before getting up so I didnt faint. I drove to monster lady and she asked me questions and got me to sign a suicicde contract. I made it clear that I didnt want to be there. I was so angry. I went to Nick straight afterwards and told him to undo the referal and that I wasnt seeing megan again. he said fine. I went home, with glue, and got high..next thing I know I was wrapping christmas presents..I stood up to get some ribbon and then my eyes open and my whoel body is fitting against the wall. My head banging into the wall and my legs gave way underneath me. For about an hour I was in aand out of blackness and vomiting again. I think it was the lack of blood in me..but tonight at gym I fainted..my hearing was gone for about half an hour. I shouldnt have gone to gymnastics. I shouldnt have drove. I should be in bed now but I cant sleep. When I went to Nick he said that he read that 50% of poets have depression..he said " I think you might have depression Mahala" and ugh I think I do too. This is for myself to read but this is Mahala typing nt this glue addicited looser who has fits from glue.It has freaked the shit out of me and tomrow is my day 1 without glue..I am excited to start it. Bring it on glue.