god, in my scant conscious, lucid moments these days i can't seem to go more than an hour without collapsing into tears as my body screams at me for the crime of sitting up or talking or moving my fingers to slowly jab at lower-case roman characters on the glass of my telephone.

i feel so miserable all the time. frustrated, helpless, dizzy, in-pain. i can't concentrate for five seconds, i forget the beginning of sentences before i get five words in. i am an emotional wreck. and i don't see it getting anything but worse. i am no good to anyone like this.

least of all, myself.


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