nikavia

God I want to die. I got sick today. I never want to be sick again. This felt different and I kinda wanted to die a lot. I curled up into a tiny ball and slept(yes that’s right, I took a nap) and was tempted to cry. I did cry actually, in a tiny ball of self pity and angst. Not to mention I was so sick I couldn’t read. Do you know how depressing it is when you can’t read because you can’t keep your eyes open because you want to stab yourself in the stomach, commit ritual suicide and bleed out all over the floor? It is so depressing that the urge to commit ritual suicide is almost more because of depression than the urge to simply rip out the entirety of my stomach.

The only good thing that happened today was I eventually got well enough to read my book later in the day. Mom and Dad went to see Bourne… I wanted to go but with the urge to commit suicide for both depressive and pain-filled reasoning, I decided to let them treat me to the movie at another time. Linds and I watched Bones. I like Bones… it makes me geeky and glad that I could be much more socially awkward.

Laters
Nyssa
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