I cry every day.
I yell all the time and take my frustration out on the people I love the most. I'm sorry.
I'm sad every day.
I fake feeling okay - physically and emotionally.
I know I'm not alone but it feels like I am.
My anger consumes me.
I know I'm crazy or I wouldn't be on so much medicine.
I am stuck because nothing and no one can help me. I'm still tired of being stuck though.
I used to be so independent. Never needed anyone for anything. Now all I need is help.
I remember not being sick. I miss that me.
I miss things because I am sick and because people assume I will be sick. That's not fair.
I'm different. I'm the "sick one". Why can't be the smart one or the strong one or the healthy one?
I miss my friends.
I feel totally worthless because I am sick. My sickness is kicking my ass.
I'm empty inside because all I do is poop. There is nothing inside me but pain.
I'm too tense to let go. Besides, I'd shit myself.
I don't wish I could start over, I wish I never was.
I cannot accept that it will never get better than this.
I have to take a nap now. I'm exhausted.
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