If you follow me on Twitter (and LORD do I feel bad for you if you do, because I suck lately) you’ve seen:
a. how absent I’ve been
b. how unhappy I am
I’m doing all I can to fix both and honestly, I’m on the verge of doing something stupid, smart or in between. I know I can’t linger anymore in a state where I don’t eat, cry nearly all the time and take more anti-anxiety meds than I know what to do with.
I’m scared and feel like all I’ve done the last 7 years of my life is go from mistake to mistake. Like I’ve never made good choices and the ones I think are good choices end up not to be. Like things that I think are good never stay and after they’ve gone, they still don’t look as bad as they should.