Monday, 29 June 2009


I don't want the morning to happen.
Can't I just skip right past it with sleep?

It's my appointment with the doctor and I'm so nervous I feel sick. Mum is writing a letter for me to take with me about how I've been at home since the depression hit and I have a funny feeling that's going to make meds happen. I'm in two minds about taking them.
I don't see life getting any better...that's a reason to take them, just to see if maybe I can start to see beyond the day I'm in. I'm just really scared of things going wrong and them making me feel worse than I already do.

I wish this wasn't happening.

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