15 April 2008

[Tribal Ink/"Refugee"]

Ever since my friend's death, I've been an absolute mess. Sure, my boyfriend, David, has been there (and for this I thank him) and my other friend (who I sometimes can not stand. His name is also Chris.) as well. But I'm screwed up inside, and it's not because of PMS or what have you. I have never ever felt like this before. 

Anxiety, anger and sadness and extreme happiness all take turns in this. It's like a cycle. I think they are mood swings, but hey, I'm not qualified for that. I'm no Freud or who-have-you. But, I don't think that this is normal in any case. Seriously. Like Sunday I was extremely happy, Monday I was extremely upset with mild anger & anxiety and today, Tuesday, I felt extreme happiness again before I fell asleep (talking to my boyfriend no less), then I felt a little anxiety. No anger though (unless you count the five minutes staring at Chris Raymond's Freshman table and thinking about how odd it was that he was not there...). Nothing extreme like hitting, kicking and slamming the lockers at my school or yelling at Lyndell and saying that he is supercilious (I learned that word from reading The Great Gatsby in English class--we just finished that book a bit ago. Now we're doing poetry & stuff) or what have you. 

But, anyways, yesterday (before Chris M comes by). I was already upset to begin with. Then that went away, and I was extremely angry in Health class....and then in Math I just cried. My case manager telling me I did not get extended time pushed me over the edge. I almost cried in History. I wanted to die wholeheartedly. I couldn't do this.

And with that, I leave you.