Sunday, March 6, 2011

fourty Three; i can't remember the last time i was so.. scared.



For my friends, i mean.
Brittany is still going down that path..
Sam is starting to follow.
I just want to beg them to stop.
Even though i know that would never work.
They're set on thinking they're fat.
WHEN THEY AREN'T!


I'm so lost right now.
I don't feel right.
I want to curl up in a ball and have someone hold me.
I don't even know what's wrong, i mean.. everything is going fine.

I have a doctor's appointment on Tuesday.
i'll hopefully be being taken off Cipralex :)
Then i have a counselling appointment.
Yea..


Counselling has been interesting, it's been.. there's been a lot of soul searching.
Scott wants me to go into a group anxiety thingy.
Yea...

There was a praticum there when i went for my Youth Worker appointment.
That was.. interesting to say the least.

Can i please get three wishes?
Three wishes to help everyone out, please?
Sure, it's selfish because it's to get rid of some stress on me.
But i just want my friends back, my friends to be normal again.
To smile, to pig out on ice cream, anything. Please.

Joe is talking to me again, not sure if i told you.
Not that any of you care.
But heyy.