However stupid and trivial I sound, I can't stop feeling sad that the way things are going at the moment it's a real possibility that I won't be around to see Part 2 of The Deathly Hallows movie when it's released next summer.
I can't get that out of my head?
Fleurghhh.
How are you all out there?
xx
...another Cystic Fibrosis blog!... scribblings about my (quite boring) life with naughty lungs (and tummy and bones and liver and more!)... and the stuff i'm determined to do before they pack up! :)
Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts
Showing posts with label depression. Show all posts
Friday, October 29, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Zzzz...
I'm sleeping most of the time. Still haven't collected any stuff from mum's house as just too tired, so my project is on hold!
I'm trying to stay positive, upbeat etc. but every once in a while something catches me unawares, depression rears it's head and it feels like my heart has been ripped out, and i don't know why, i'm just suddenly so sad all i can do is curl up to cry.
strange.
I'm trying to stay positive, upbeat etc. but every once in a while something catches me unawares, depression rears it's head and it feels like my heart has been ripped out, and i don't know why, i'm just suddenly so sad all i can do is curl up to cry.
strange.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Worth It?
The days are passing in a haze of pain and sleeplessness
I've felt worse with the drugs for longer than usual
I detest this place
The sterile smells and lonely room.
I feel like maybe all this isn't worth it. I want to stop.
I wonder what it would be like to just let nature take its course, leave all the chemicals and treatments and exhaustion of having to try so damn hard every day.
I wonder how long I would last?
and then I feel guilty.
SO so guilty.
So many of us are fighting to survive, wishing and praying on new lungs and a new life, and here I am wanting to give up and give in.
I dont think I really deserve much of this help, the money spent on my treatments, medicines, nurses, doctors, room and food.
Im just wasting the oxygen around me. Breathing it in, and using it up when others of you deserve it so much more, WANT it so much more... Im so sorry :S
I've felt worse with the drugs for longer than usual
I detest this place
The sterile smells and lonely room.
I feel like maybe all this isn't worth it. I want to stop.
I wonder what it would be like to just let nature take its course, leave all the chemicals and treatments and exhaustion of having to try so damn hard every day.
I wonder how long I would last?
and then I feel guilty.
SO so guilty.
So many of us are fighting to survive, wishing and praying on new lungs and a new life, and here I am wanting to give up and give in.
I dont think I really deserve much of this help, the money spent on my treatments, medicines, nurses, doctors, room and food.
Im just wasting the oxygen around me. Breathing it in, and using it up when others of you deserve it so much more, WANT it so much more... Im so sorry :S
Thursday, April 8, 2010
GAAAAAAAHHHH
i can't even type right now i am just so fucked up in my crappy brain :S
ignore this
and i'll try to write something that someone might comprehend soon
SHIT SHIT
ignore this
and i'll try to write something that someone might comprehend soon
SHIT SHIT
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