April 11, 2009

  • One Last Attempt

    Sometimes you feel depression folding in around you like wet cardboard.  Life no longer offers stability or shelter.

    Having to pull into an apartment complex on the way home because I was shaking too badly to drive.

    Screams no one could hear.

    I’m trying to focus on things that make me happy…anything to give purpose right now.

     

    1) Cory

    2) My family

     

    No…no…I’m going to be okay.

    M