Ahhhh, it's been such a long time but hello again!!!! I did not expect to hear from you and I only signed in to my old hotmail just now and happened to see the notification email. I'd definitely love to keep in touch, I just wasn't sure if you were up for it after such a long time. I'm really glad your depression is well managed, hopefully we can catch up more very soon then. I do have a Facebook, but I use it quite rarely so I don't think I've checked it anytime recently. I'd email you, not entirely sure which one you're currently using or checking though. Anyway, I'll give it a try, talk soon!! (:
I can't really assure you that things will be okay and work out the way you want them to, but life does this things where it somehow manages to kind of temporarily salvage things if even just for a bit. I can tell you the last time we spoke, I was in a very bad place where I thought I wouldn't turn to again--but I was wrong. It took a lot of time to get where I am now, and I still struggle sometimes, but I am just plagued. You learn to cope with things, even thought it gets tiring and frustrating and no matter how much you hate it, you just have to compromise. They always say after a storm comes a calm. I am patiently waiting for my calm.
I have definitely changed a bit and matured a lot in the last few months. I don't even use smileys anymore, which I should probably start using again.
I kind of feel disappointed, like being 18 would somehow be cooler. But perhaps it's my fault that I'm not going out to party every night and drinking until I can't even stand.
glenn, good luck. I'm sure you can do it and dig yourself out of your grave of grades.
Yes so much to do and be done. I barely have any free time, and when I do, it is extremely rare. So rare, that I choose to spend it alone and curled up in bed.
Ah, I know. It's weird to think about it and I don't want to think about it, much less think at all haha. I've been alright. Very tired, drained, blech. While school is fun sometimes, it can very awful at times as well.
So, how are you?
I'm going to be dramatic and fling myself towards the vast land.
I don't want to shove all my negativity on you, glenn. This situation of mine has not only stressed me out physically but has taken a hold of me mentally and I find myself where I was a few years ago. I've fallen down the pit I dug and now I can't seem to get out.
Do you like anyone in that club? Because I feel like punching all of them, unless they're exceptions and you don't find them guilty of getting a knuckle sandwich.
Now that I think about it, it doesn't sound half-bad.
They're throwing out choices but it's mainly my fault. I'm just so indecisive and clueless on what I want to pursue that they're frustrated with me. I can't help but feel absolutely moronic and sh*tty at night when I pull the covers over my head.
Sounds like the club is pretty unorganized, if you don't mind me commenting. I'm sorry about that... have you discussed the issues as a group?
Haha, I would never.
If by progress you mean long nights of open discussion and leaving the dinner table angry and frustrated then yes. Progress all the way!
Why's that? Tell me all about it.
I have definitely changed a bit and matured a lot in the last few months. I don't even use smileys anymore, which I should probably start using again.
:)
weird.
glenn, good luck. I'm sure you can do it and dig yourself out of your grave of grades.
Yes so much to do and be done. I barely have any free time, and when I do, it is extremely rare. So rare, that I choose to spend it alone and curled up in bed.
So, how are you?
I don't want to shove all my negativity on you, glenn. This situation of mine has not only stressed me out physically but has taken a hold of me mentally and I find myself where I was a few years ago. I've fallen down the pit I dug and now I can't seem to get out.
Do you like anyone in that club? Because I feel like punching all of them, unless they're exceptions and you don't find them guilty of getting a knuckle sandwich.
They're throwing out choices but it's mainly my fault. I'm just so indecisive and clueless on what I want to pursue that they're frustrated with me. I can't help but feel absolutely moronic and sh*tty at night when I pull the covers over my head.
Sounds like the club is pretty unorganized, if you don't mind me commenting. I'm sorry about that... have you discussed the issues as a group?
If by progress you mean long nights of open discussion and leaving the dinner table angry and frustrated then yes. Progress all the way!
Why's that? Tell me all about it.