...in my Broken Pieces of Clarity....

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.

Saturday, December 30, 2006

This is most probably my last post.
I’ve been introspecting my 25 years of life for the past months.
The inevitable conclusion = DISAPPOINTMENT

The greatest point of sadness is when you wish to speak but no words could come out.
In the end, we could just walk away.