Got all upset on Friday when I had to traverse First Fridays by myself.
Took it all out on Berko, although he didn't deserve it.
Currently feeling like shit for it.
But what do I do?
It's obvious by now how unstable I am. Cry over the tiniest little thing. Berate myself inside of my own head until all I've got are slumped shoulders and a whole lot of despair.
I hate depression.
If it weren't for this shit, I could possibly function normally. Maybe keep a couple of friends that I don't have to soak with venom every couple of days/weeks/months because all I can manage is anger.
But I don't know the first thing about being happy.
To me, happiness comes in brief moments, like fireflies in a very dark night.
It lasts for a couple of seconds, and then you're back to nowhere, tripping over shit in the dark.
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