Tuesday, 27 December 2011

Cry for help or cry from a part of my psyche which needed to cry out

Crying is useful for me. I tend to do it alone. It is a good way to get out negative emotions.

I've not been crying much recently. In fact my mood has been better. I've been working hard for a few months with reasonable energy levels. In the last few weeks things have gotten difficult for other reasons.

I'm well aware I'm miserable. I think I've just gotten tired of seeing just why I'm so miserable.

Nothing has changed except I've wept a lot. My life is shit. Lost love. Shitty finances. Fucking shit world. Loads of other stuff.

I'd just forgotten to cry about it. My life feels like shit.

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