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Aug. 24th, 2009 06:23 pmI give up on hoping anyone will understand. Two people - TWO - said, in essence "get OVER it already". Sure. Fine. I'll just flip a fucking switch and it will be all over. No more nightmares, no more panic attacks, no more flashbacks.
Fuck everybody. OK - just fuck off. I'm sorry I just cant pretend that nothing happened anymore. I tried that route, and THIS is what I get. I get to the point where I've gotta take drugs for the rest of my life, my emotional state is my worst enemy, and I can't even think about asking anyone on a date because of the mental burden I bear.
I'M FUCKING SORRY I'M BREATHING YOUR AIR AND POISIONING YOUR SPACE WITH MY NEGITIVITY AND MY FUCKING PAIN. IT TAKES TIME TO WORK UP THE FUCKING NERVE TO BLOW OUT MY FUCKING BRAINS, OK!!!
Fuck everybody. OK - just fuck off. I'm sorry I just cant pretend that nothing happened anymore. I tried that route, and THIS is what I get. I get to the point where I've gotta take drugs for the rest of my life, my emotional state is my worst enemy, and I can't even think about asking anyone on a date because of the mental burden I bear.
I'M FUCKING SORRY I'M BREATHING YOUR AIR AND POISIONING YOUR SPACE WITH MY NEGITIVITY AND MY FUCKING PAIN. IT TAKES TIME TO WORK UP THE FUCKING NERVE TO BLOW OUT MY FUCKING BRAINS, OK!!!
