My mind just shuns away all forms of thought and I can't help it. I am not complaining. Yet at the same time I can't stop thinking about everything and anything. It gets tiring and really lonely sometimes. All the time. Worrying yet not being able to pick myself up and do anything about everything. I just end up shutting the world out and fantasize about running away.

Thank you for those three days and for being there. Its just too bad I guess. So much has been going on and I think I need a diary more than anything right now, to keep up with myself and madness. I really miss me too.