Thursday, November 23, 2006
Well, It's Thanksgiving ...
and I am all alone. I feel lower than I've possibly ever felt. It's not even New Year's yet and I can think of at least a dozen ways I fucked up this year. There was a time where I could at least conceal how fucked up I am from at least a few people who mattered, family members for example, and even maybe some old friends. But now it's official. I'm a fuck up. Not even a triumphant one, as I felt when I came home from Seattle. Just a fucked up fuck up. And the worst part of all is knowing that everything is all my fault. Boo. Fucking. Hoo.
and I am all alone. I feel lower than I've possibly ever felt. It's not even New Year's yet and I can think of at least a dozen ways I fucked up this year. There was a time where I could at least conceal how fucked up I am from at least a few people who mattered, family members for example, and even maybe some old friends. But now it's official. I'm a fuck up. Not even a triumphant one, as I felt when I came home from Seattle. Just a fucked up fuck up. And the worst part of all is knowing that everything is all my fault. Boo. Fucking. Hoo.
Labels: Depression, Mistakes, Thanksgiving
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