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Written by Diana, on 19-07-2001 01:50
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Maybe I'm wrong.  I have this renewed hope in humanity all of a sudden but I'm afraid I'll lose it right quick.  Hm.  I think maybe I'm over-reacting.  I tend to do that.  Then I get let down.  Maybe it's all my fault I get hurt so often.  Maybe it's just a flaw I have. Maybe it's all my fault.  And now the hope is gone.  Completely.  Two minutes.  A new record.  Therapy seems to be letting me down lately.  God...I thought all my dreams had come true.  Maybe that's all a lie too.  I wanted so much and just when I thought I had it...I don't know.  I just don't think so anymore.  I fear my "friends" are all fake.  Like maybe they just look like friends to someone who wouldn't know a friendship if it bit her in the ass.  I feel like I've done a 360--went from bad to worse to bad to better, now I'm falling back into worse.  I can see it happening faster each day that goes by.  I'm losing everything.  The only thing I seem to see in my future is another trip to the hospital.  Not a good thing this time.  You've heard me say that I want to go back.  I never imagined it would actually become necessary.  I'm losing so much sleep over this.  It's not longer that I choose not to sleep.  It's now a flaw in my character.  Now I CAN'T sleep.  I've gotten stuck on caffeine pills, downed with a caffinated drink of choice.  I honestly feel like I'm wasting valuable time by sleeping.  Time I'm not so fortunate to have.  Borrowed time.  I haven't been suicidal since I left the hospital.  It's too soon.  Why can't I just get a break?  Why do this to me again, so soon.  I want to feel normal for once.  I almost made it...I thought I had.  I really hate this.  I can't even tell anyone.  Not to their face anyhow.  Welcome back to hell.

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