One Woman's Life With Self Injury And Her Journey Out Of The Darkness ***TRIGGER WARNINGS***
Saturday, May 28, 2011
At Least I'll Sleep
I'm edgy, urgy. Have been for several days. I want to burn to feel something more, or maybe its something less. I've just had a few drinks and my brain is getting fuzzy. It surprises me that I can still type with clarity, though I won't mention how many times I've had to backspace. I'm not completely sure what is wrong with my head, my emotions. So many ways I'm going. In a way, I like the fuzz. Means I don;t have to feel obligated to think straight. With a few drinks, I always sleep straight through the night and I don't dream. Thank God.
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