Posted by Annabelle Smith on April 24, 2011, at 16:18:48
In reply to Let me try, posted by Annabelle Smith on April 24, 2011, at 14:41:26
I can't think straight.
Thoughts go back and forth through my head like lightning bolts.
It is OK. I am fine here.
It is not OK. I am not fine here.
I should stay.
I should go.
It will work out.
It will not work out.
I will email the school tomorrow and ask to defer.
I will not email them but will rather stay here.
I will spiral into suicide and hospitalization soon.
I will not spiral down but am on the mend.
I will live.
I will die.
I will leave.
I will stay.
It will be OK.
It will not be OK.Dear f*ck*ng God.
poster:Annabelle Smith
thread:983652
URL: http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/psycho/20110324/msgs/983658.html