so things are gonna be ok again. im allowed to drink now, apparently if everything goes right, ill be cancer free in march next year. i worked my arse off this morning, i did 3 hours of hard labour helping my granddad clear about 5 tonnes of garden cuttings etc. it was grueling work, it fucking sucked to be honest. but i helped him out which is a good thing, im in so much pain. my mood well i dont even know anymore, my head is sorta fucked still. somedays i wanna cut so badly, somedays i feel nothing, somedays i cry myself to sleep, and then somedays i dont sleep. id like to fucking fix this, my meds should help, hopefully, i hate feeling this shit everyday. guess everyone who looks at me thats changed can say "brand new me, same shitty you" and they'd be right, i havent changed in a long time, its fairly shit.
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- December 27, 2010
- preparedforwar
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