crossroads

Man my head is swimming tonight. I feel so dizzy and almost nauseous after that beating. How long until this goes away?

 I am scared of going back into work and taking another beating from this client. I hope Eva gets him out of here soon. Like before next weekend. I may have to quit. I'm gonna look for another job.

This may be the best paying job I've ever had but being beaten isn't worth this money, or the stress of trying to get here on time and staying up all night every weekend. I need a new job that doesn't stress me out so badly.

wandering thoughts.

I wasted a long time begging for full time work. Now I'm at a job that takes longer to get to and is a lot more boring, but it's full time and more pay. Screw Casey's. I should have left it for a better position a long time ago, back when my friends all quit. Honestly I wish I'd never gotten the job in the first place. It lead to a lot of heartache and self doubt, not to mention expense, and shattered my mental health

I'm kinda done with being taken advantage of and feeling worthless. I'm only good enough for people when they can get something from me it seems.

I hope this new house works out and I can get the problems fixed without breaking the bank. I am scared of this new adventure, but looking forward to it I guess. At least it has most of the things I wanted.

Maybe I will finally have a place I can enjoy living in, instead of haunting.
Man I'm really broken and depressed and trying to think positively about my future is difficult.

Things will get better, no matter how hollow those words feel now. At least I have a job and my own home. A working car and someone who cares about me at home.

Dark moon

Sometimes I don't feel like I am anything to anyone. I try making plans to spend time w friends and either get no answer or if I'm lucky get told it's not a good time. I'm growing weary of asking anymore. How many times do I keep getting rejected before giving up? I'm nearly to that point. It hurts to feel like I'm not worth anyone's time.

I miss the game nights. Hanging around and talking, or taking a drive somewhere random. I miss the visits which are always a welcome distraction from the monotony of daily living. I just miss my friend.

I feel worthless, tired and depressed all the time. It's hard to even find the motivation and energy to get out of bed anymore. All i want to do is sleep and pretend i dont even exist. 
I wish this depression would dissolve and go away. Leave me in peace  where did everything in life go so horribly wrong? i dont know what to do anymore.i just keep pacing around restlessly and spend half the nights.roaming these same roads thinking of a thousand ways to end everything. i cant keep letting yhese intrusive thoughts inside my head.

sis

My baby sister gonna be a cop and is still trying to take care of me. I should have taken care of her all those years. Should have known she would wind up the better of us and I should habe made every effort to ensure she was safe and could have every opportunity to succeed. I think the parents focused on the wrong kid

I am a failure. She's the good kid not me. I can't seem to do anything right.

caged up inside

No matter how many times I fight them back and lock them in their cages, the demons remain firmly entrenched within the deepest recesses of my mind. Impatiently they pace, waiting for the moment of weakness to force themselves through the barriers so carefully placed around them. Once again ready to renew their endless rampage within my soul.

Soul Shards

I need to travel into my soul, find all the broken shards, and merge them back together without getting cut into ribbons again. Forge myself whole again. its time to fix this depression and anxiety that has plagued me for so many years. Its getting harder again.

hide

When locked in a coffin, it takes around five and a half hours to suffocate to death. There are plenty of graveyards around. I guess there is a way to dispose of your own body after all if you really wanted to disappear. Who's going to go looking for you in a place dead people are already buried?
 Death and perfectly hidden all at the same time. That's pretty freaking twisted and maladaptive. I shouldn't be thinking about that tight now.
What a fucked up dream to prompt this idea. PA

Alone

I don't feel good anymore. So stressed and exhausted and no one to talk to. Its really lonely when you look around for a shoulder to cry on and suddenly realize there are none. I look at the food in my cabinet and think to myself I'd rather starve then eat this. I have no interest in things anymore, not even my favorite hobbies. Im burned out.

I think I'm getting worse. The depression has been well out of hand lately. Medicating isn't helping, esp when you stop taking them. I might as well not even start them again since i lost medical insurance. I don't think they really helped anyway

I'm tired of feeling so depressed. So vague and so empty and dead inside. Maybe I really just am too toxic for other people. I mean really? Who wants to be around someone who routinely slices their own arm or leg? Who wants to be around this depression and self hate? No one. No one should have to deal with me and my demons. an echo of a ghost haunting this exhausting life anymore. i just want to feel like myself again, even if that self is engulfed in paim and dispair. at least id be me. i just want to feel like I matter and even exist, because I dont right now.

rant

How often I sit around and think these thought that roam around the inside of my mind during these endless nights. Wishing sleep would come over me but all thats there is cold isolation inside my soul.

I'm so tired of feeling worthless, lonely, and depressed.something in my life needs to change. I'm tired of being taken advantage of by the people around me and eventually being abandoned when they are bored with me. I deserve better then that.

Kindness loyalty and honesty. Do they all three actually exist in a man who would be interested in me? Why can't I find a decent guy who finds me good enough for him to be with?

Maybe it's me. I don't voice my feelings to guys I really like, and on the rare occasions I do it's usually far too late. The opportunity has long past. I'm so afraid of rejection I wind up sabatoging myself