I'm Broken
Oct. 17th, 2007 01:40 amI feel like I'm dying inside. I don't want to die, not yet, but all I want to do is just curl up in my bed and cry.
Somedays I hardly even notice it, but that's happening less and less. I get so angry, so fucking depressed that all I want to do is break everything in my room, hurt myself until I break every bone in my body, or just throw myself into the lake.
I hate being bipolar. I fucking hate it. And anti depressants just make me more agitated, and everything else just makes me a robot. I just want to be myself again.
I can't stand being like this anymore. This rage and desperation to just fucking disappear is driving me crazy. I'm stealing my roommates fucking ritalin. It's all I can do to just not get wasted every waking hour.
I hate myself so much sometimes. Why was I built WRONG?
God, I can't even sleep.
Somedays I hardly even notice it, but that's happening less and less. I get so angry, so fucking depressed that all I want to do is break everything in my room, hurt myself until I break every bone in my body, or just throw myself into the lake.
I hate being bipolar. I fucking hate it. And anti depressants just make me more agitated, and everything else just makes me a robot. I just want to be myself again.
I can't stand being like this anymore. This rage and desperation to just fucking disappear is driving me crazy. I'm stealing my roommates fucking ritalin. It's all I can do to just not get wasted every waking hour.
I hate myself so much sometimes. Why was I built WRONG?
God, I can't even sleep.