daringtobe's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Wallow....Wallow...Wallow I am here. I feel slightly better...but I am little depressed. I apologize to anyone that I am in contact with....I hate feeling bad...then everyone wants to know what's wrong and its the usual shit. I hate myself, my life, just about everything that has me in it......its been coming on for awhile and I have been fighting it...I think yesterday and my co-workers from hell just triggered it into coming to a head. Oh well....I will have to ride it out and try not to wallow too much in self pity because that gets annoying real fast. So I have mental problems, a bad marriage, a turbulent relationship with my parents, really low self-esteem issues, and the person I love doesn't love me back, gee whiz....others have it worse. I think I will chant that in my cubicle today...maybe if I'm lucky I will see a homeless person without any legs on the way out to my car. (just kidding) And speaking of the homeless...it is really hot here in the old KC...and there is predominant odor of fecal matter in the air. Now I know the homeless have no where to "go" but outside....but I'm thinking port a potties would be nice. I think that instead of food drives...restrooms for the homeless should be encouraged. Just a thought. Bye Now! 7:32 a.m. - 2003-07-03 ******************************* |
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