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December 24, 2007
Why I write:

I blame myself for many things that I shouldn’t, thinks like wanting to sit alone in a dark room, or feeling just tired enough all the time to disrupt my life but not tired enough to have a treatable disease. I blame myself for almost everything.

I especially blame myself for being such a person of promise with so little to show for it. This silly, uncompleted life… I blame myself for all of it.

This “should-be-perfect” existence traps me so far from who I should be, and it must be my fault for ending up here.