I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
You hurt me.
You did nothing, but still... I'm hurt.
There is no rhyme nor reason to it.
And I hate it. I hate that I now understand the song lyrics ,
" And it's sad when you know it's your heart you can't trust "
1 comment:
why so sad?
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