I still think it is possible that I will end up in the Crisis Stabilization Unit before I go out and get a job. I may sit there and actually not fake that I'm ok to get out. Maybe then I will get the help that I need. I'm mood swingin' like crazy. In the mornings I wake up feeling like I want to die even after I have worked on my self esteem during the evenings. It's terrible. Why do I continuously fall apart like this? I know there is alot going on here at home, but still............why can't I be stronger than this? I wish that I was invincible or something. I want to do well in life, yet my stupid fucking illness is fucking me right up my ass. I hate going on lock down. It sucks. If I'm suicidal again tomorrow morning, I'm going to the CSU. It's like a twisting agony in the pit of my stomach and soul. I just hope that everything will be ok someday. I feel so shitty. I want this to go away. Is death the only thing that will make it do so? If so, it doesn't seem fair. Other people can live their lives without having to kill themselves. Why the fuck should I have to do the suicide thing? I'm trying to reason with myself here. This is the last resort before ending up in the vile place. Why the fuck do I have to die? I know that I'm damaged goods, but if I will let myself mend, it might actually be worthwhile. This is not fake. This is some serious shit here. Why the hell do I keep wanting to kill me? Why can't I handle the things that are going on in my life? Am I so limited that I can't rise above the despair that has been caused in my life? I'm not Rick. He did what he did because he was weak. Even if it was partially my fault, so what? I don't go around jamming my dick in someone's ass after that person had said no to anal sex. He did it. Who's the better person? I don't care about the fact that he lost his way. He was a waste of air. Remember everything that dead ass caused in my life. Why the hell should I feel at all guilty? I did a spell. So what? It was his choice to deal with the shit that was coming his way, or not. I didn't kill him. I just pushed him over the edge a wee bit. No biggie. It's not like he didn't push me. I just got revenge. That's that. Right is right in this case and I ain't backing down for his spirit or anyone else's. I'm darker than light. That only means that I don't forgive people as easily as some, if at all. It should just prove that I am stronger than him. He went bye bye at 26. I'm 35. That proves I'm 9 years stronger than him so far. I stand for what I believe in. Bump the shitheads that want to rip it all away from me. I belong to me. I want to live so don't go making the mistake of taking our life just because you want to let their negativity strangle you. I don't want it to hurt me. I think alot of women would have done what I did to Rick if they believed and knew he deserved it. That bastard took my virginity with lies anyway. He didn't love me, not at all. I do. SEE THAT ALREADY HEATHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



