I figure that most of you just don't want to hear me bitch and whine about how bad my life is, because it's not really that bad. It could be far worse.
But I'm not talking about that as much as I'm talking about what it's like inside my head.
I feel like a complete wreck. I can't stand to be with myself. I feel like I'm incapable of doing the things that need to be done, I feel like I can't remember anything, I can't concentrate, I can't accomplish the things that need to be accomplished.
I feel lonely. I feel unworthy of being loved. I don't like myself. I fear being alone.
Yes, I know there are a lot of you who will tell me that I am loved, that I'm not alone. I understand that. But it's not how I feel.
I can't put it in good words right now. I can't sleep. Too much stuff in my head.