Fighting tears

 

Several times a day, for no reason at all I feel like I'm going to start crying. It is so frustrating and makes me angry.

For two days my friend hurt my feelings and made me wonder why I try so hard to keep our friendship going.  I complain that I don't have a lot of friends and I feel it is because of me, but I know I have done all I can possibly do to make this friendship work and now I'm at the point of giving up. This is not my shortcomings. For once I know that I have not done anything but my very best.
I kept telling myself she was worth it, but now I'm giving up. I'm pretty much giving up on everyone except Phil and Deborah and DJ. They are the only ones that give anything back emotionally. So I'm done. All my relationships except those three are so shallow and superficial and it's a waste of time.

A thin pane of glass

Sometimes I feel that all there is between me and the crazy is a thin pane of glass.

I'm suppose to talk to the little scared girl inside of me, at least that is what my therapist says...but I don't want to. She is too frightening. I want to forget she ever existed.
She was alone at lot and lonely, left with dark, strange thoughts.
What I remember today. Sitting on the kitchen countercounter,reading one of the poems I had written to my mama while she cooks supper.All my poems were so full of angst. I was emo before the word was invented.