I don't understand this despair I feel. I sit and cry and don't know why. The tears run down my face and there's no reason my conscious mind can come up with. WHAT'S WRONG WITH ME?!
I'm feeling crazy again. Like I might do something spontaneous and possibly dangerous. Or maybe I'll just go dye my hair. I know this feeling/ I've been here before. And it's not a good place. It's gotten me into trouble in the past. I thought I'd gotten beyond this, but since there's no cure, I guess it will always be a part of me - waiting.
Waiting to resurface. Waiting to change my life. Waiting to destroy me and any happiness I try to claim.
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