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Sunday, October 8, 2006

8:12AM - and tell me how you feel about that....

So counceling is going well. The psychiatrists name is Stephanie...shes nice. I've been twice now and I go again in 2 days. Im still so withdrawn most of the time. I dont care to hang out with friends anymore...I dont like being around people most of the time. I don't answer my phone. I like to be alone in my room all day. And Im very content there. I really just dont care much about anything anymore. I dont care whether or not I get out of bed, or whether or not I eat, or whether or not I sleep. I don't know how my friends put up with me...I dont want them around but as soon as I have a panic/anxiety attack I want them there to help me. I dont deserve my friends. They are amazing to me. And theyre always there when I need them the most. I'll slowly get stronger..and hopefully get my life back on track. I signed up for a community college- Im going to start there in the spring and get some generals done. Then I want to transfer to a university....although Im not sure where...I kind of want to go to a bigger city. We'll see how things are going then and what Im up for. The west coast might be nice. But I like the south too..this next year should be really interesting...

Sunday, September 3, 2006

1:25AM

To whom it may concern (and there's more than one):



I dont understand how someone who youre close to can turn around and stab you in the back so hard. It is beyond my comprehension how someone i think i know so well and have absolute faith and trust in can be so conniving and evil.

I know Im too nice. I know Im easy to convince. I always give people the benefit of the doubt, because I like to believe the best about people. I like to believe people truly care about me. I'm sorry I'm a loving person. Aren't those supposed to be positive traits?? I don't understand how people can take advantage of that. It's completely beyond my comprehension.

Dont lie to me, because I will believe it. I like to pretend to trust the people I know. And the only way I stay sane in this world is by telling myself that people are genuinely good. Maybe that makes me stupid, but it's the only way I know how to deal with the hell I live in.

Yeah Im hurt. I'll get over it. I'll look out for myself, don't worry about it. I refuse to ever be broken. I won't let someone ruin who I am. I don't care who you are. I don't like games, but if you insist on playing them, just know I will eventually win.




............................................................................


I don't understand society. I don't get people. My depression is worse again. Meds aren't working like they used to. I spend all day in bed most of the time. I'm nautious. I have no appetite. Mom came in the other day and asked me to get drug tested. I've never done drugs in my entire life. Not once. And she's sending me back to counceling too. Whatever. I don't like being sick. I let my friends down. I don't answer my phone. The only people I really enjoy talking to are Ryan and my brother. I don't think Kyle will ever know how much I really do look up to him. He's one of the only people I listen to. He's the only person I know will never let me down. I don't have that much faith in anyone else.


Anyways as far as the beginning letter of my blog, I don't really want to mention the details. I am still confused on some of them. All I know is someone who I truly care about and who I thought truly cared about me, went out of his way to try and rip apart my life. So I have this song in my head. And the lyrics were made for these moments I'm sure:

Fate is an elegant cold hearted whore.
She loves salting my wounds, yes she enjoys nothing more.
I breathe confidence from deep within my guts now.
I'm the King of this pity party with my jewel encrusted crown.

I want to tear apart your room to see if what you say is true.
Darling, don't you lie like me.....

Friday, August 25, 2006

9:12AM - Balloons or no balloons.

Im nearing the end of my 2 1/2 week stay in North carolina. I want to go back and see my friends, but I dont want to leave Ry!! I am so completely wonderfully in love with this boy. Seriously...Im just content and happy with everything right now. We celebrated Ryan's birthday when I first got here, and then a couple days later was our 4 month!! And the rest of the time we've been watching movies, going to shows, eating...we eat a lot.

My only complaining in this post is directed towards a certain girl: If you say you don't do drama, stop bringing up your issues that happened months ago and expecting people to be sympathetic. No seriously...GET OVER IT. NOBODY CARES! This is just one more example of how you think the world revolves around you, and everyone should be listening to you...but no one cares. It's old news. Grow up. Find a new traumatizing experience to complain about. Find a new relationship to loathe. Find a new guy to pretend he makes all of his everyday decisions about you. The reason your "friends" dont care, is because you've talked shit about them behind their backs for soooo long, and they now realize it. Plus your favorite subject of conversation is yourself, and that gets old.

Okay Im done with that. Im gonna get another hour or two of sleep before Ry gets up.


Current music: The Format "Janet"

Friday, August 11, 2006

12:16PM - I like where you sleep, when you sleep next to me.

I am in North Carolina! I got in last night. I am so incredibly happy. I've missed Ryan so much and I don't think I realized it until I saw him. I really have nothing else to say...nothing bad at all. I'm just enjoying my complete amazing-ness here. And Im playing with this little dachshund theyre babysitting. I want one of these. It's the cutest little thing ever. Someone buy me one.

Wednesday, August 9, 2006

7:42AM - What has love become?

Travis and Shanna divorced!!! I'm completely depressed about it. It's sad when you see these reality tv shows where the couples are so in love, and so right for eachother, and then as soon as the season ends they split. It's sad that people have to edit a marriage so it looks perfect, when obviously it's not. I don't understand how people can even think of divorce as an option. Unless my husband is cheating on me or abusing me I wouldn't leave him, no matter how much I don't like him at times, ya know? Hard times come, you dont just pick up and leave a relationship. All I know is, I'm getting married once. And then I'm stealing baby Landon from the Barkers, because I want him.

Sunday, August 6, 2006

6:12PM - Love is giving someone the ability to hurt you, and trusting them not to.

I've had an interesting week. I keep hearing rumors again. It's SO HARD to sit here and listen to what people say about the person I'm with. I know he has a past. We all do. I'm aware that he's made mistakes....I swear I'm NOT that perfect either. But I know he's trying. I know him better than anyone he's been with in the past because I know him NOW, and I know where he is at this point in his life. So I'm gonna try really hard not to get upset anymore. I've spent too much time crying and agonizing over something that isn't happening. I don't care if people think I'm stupid. I'm willing to take the risk. Because he is what makes me happy. And people can think what they want, because they don't know how we are. I can't wait until I can just leave this week, and get out of here for a while. 2 more days...and then I'm getting an amazing 2 1/2 week vacation. Yessss.




On another note...I'm gonna quit drinking for a while. Last weekend I blacked out twice. I am a different person when I'm drinking, and I dont always LIKE that person. If I can't control my limits, then I shouldn't be drinking, ya know? So...bring on sobriety. I'm not necessarily looking forward to it, but I think it's probably best for now.




Lastly....what am I supposed to get Ryan for his birthday?? What do you get someone who already has everything. I can't take him to a show...because he probably gets in free. I can't give cds, because I guarantee he already has them. He doesnt care about clothes really, because his wardrobe is made up of band t-shirts. Seriously. This is HARD! Suggestions would be greatly appreciated.

Current music: Benjamin Gibbard- "They don't know about us"

Saturday, July 15, 2006

2:54PM

I'm at work. And I'm sick. I've had this cough thing for a couple weeks. I get nautious a lot. And I sleep ALL the time. I went to the doctor and got meds, but I've been having weird reactions to them so I think I have to go back in. I woke up this morning shaking and my heart was racing, before I even got out of bed. There have been a couple other times, where I get really dizzy and weird sensations in my head and neck. And the shaking never goes away. Ever. I'll be laying down watching movies and my hands will still be shaking. I've been taking my meds regularly, for once. I take histex for my cough, lexapro and wellbutrin for depression/anxiety, a decongestant for my sinuses, zyrtec for allergies, and ambien for sleep. I guess when you list it all out it seems like a lot. I never noticed. But I don't like it. I don't like knowing that I have to start every day with a handful of pills. It's not normal. It makes me feel fragile and weak, abnormal. The worst part is they don't even work. My anxiety is getting steadily worse. Little things make me cry. My panic attacks used to be fairly rare, and now I have probably about three extreme ones a week. Sometimes I feel like fixing me is hopeless, and I should just come to terms with the fact that I'll always be sick on some level. I have to force myself to hang out with friends now. I just never want to see anyone. I like my family and Ryan. I love my friends...but have you ever just wanted to be alone? Thats me, all the time. I was bored at work yesterday and I looked up Lexapro. It said it was commonly used for "major depression aka feeling like whale shit at the bottom of the ocean." That made me laugh. But it's so true.
Things haven't been ALL bad. I'm looking forward to quitting my job in August. My brother comes home wednesday. He's been in brazil for two years. And Ryan comes in the beginning of August, and then I'll get to stay with him for a bit. He got me backstage passes to Counting Crows and Goo Goo Dolls. AMAZING. I am so excited. And then we have our beach trip at the end of August. I'm only going for a few days but it will be a nice vacation. I have a lot to look forward to.

Friday, June 16, 2006

9:41PM

I hear things. Like understandably, my boyfriend is on tour, and weird stuff will get around. But I don't want to know it. Because I know what we have and I don't want doubt to be introduced into our relationship. I can't tell if this makes me smarter or an idiot. I don't doubt my friends, and I definitely don't doubt Ryan, I just doubt myself and the decisions I make.

The other thing I decided today is that serious conversations should not take place through text messaging. Because there's no voice fluctuation, no way to tell reality from sarcasm. Things get taken the wrong way, comments get blown out of proportion. Lets all use our real voices from now on, ok?

So...panic attack week. Yeah I've forgotten to take my meds. Again. So the past few days I can feel myself tensing more and more and the anxiety rising. And today was the straw that broke the camels back. I couldn't stop shaking. Literally shaking. I was at work so I was trying not to cry. I couldnt even write because my hands were shaking so bad. And when I stood up you could see my legs shaking. I started doing things really fast and over compulsively. My heart and my head were racing. And ever since then I've been a nervous wreck. I still can't slow down. I have no patience. I cant sleep. Eating is hard. I have this awful feeling in my stomach, like someone died. It's like I'm agonizing over something that doesn't exist. Which is frustrating. I just want this to be over. I want to fast forward and skip this. I don't want to exist at all right now. I just want to vanish and come back in a week or so.

Whatever. Im done. Goodnight.

Friday, June 2, 2006

10:15PM - Thanks for the change.

you're going to have fights with your friends, you're going to lose some of your friends, you may even fall in love with one of your friends. you will eventually lose someone you love - and love someone you never thought you'd find. people are going to hate you, love you, love to hate you, and hate to love you, but the ones that mean the most will always be there.


Tit had that on her myspace. and I like it. Today was awful. I feel bad because I know I was one of those dramatic people all day. I was upset about everything...and everyone had to deal with me. Well...not everyone. I tried to not talk to people after a while so they wouldnt have to deal with me, but then I felt like I needed someone to talk to...and I didnt want to be a negative nancie to my friends...and I didnt know what to do. I am sick to my stomach with worry. I never let my friends know anything is wrong. Even if I say Im fine, Im probably not. I dont want to be the downer in the group though. I dont know..today is too much for me to handle. The more I talk about it the more sick I feel. I am really glad I have friends I can cry to though. Because I worry that when I need people the most they wont be there. And sometimes I just need someone to listen and give me advice, and atleast pretend that they care for a little while.

So here's the real question. Do people change? Is it possible? And if so, are the changing for themselves or for others? And how do you know if it's for good or if it's temporary? And when do you know that they're changed? And if change is possible, how can you ever trust anyone, knowing that they could change on you? Because stability sure seems to fail me quite often. Wanting to change is not the same as changing. And when people DO change, how do you know they won't change back? When people SAY that they've changed...do they even know if it's temporary or not? Or does change just happen, involuntarily? Is anything really worth the risk, knowing that everything can change?

Friday, May 19, 2006

7:38PM

Work is sooooo long. I mean, its not too bad, I can think of worse things to do with my time. It keeps me busy, ya know? And I make good money, which I need right now. Because my parents took away my lifeline--the credit card. Im officially paying for everything I own. It's kind of a weird feeling. Only one more day of work and then I get two days off!! I cannot WAIT.

Ok anyways I really don't have much to say today, just a little story about last night....soooo I am prescribed ambien, because I have insomnia, and its a strong sleeping pill. Lately I havent been taking it though, because I dont like getting dependent on things, and I was too lazy to fill the prescription. But last night, I thought a long sleep would be helpful, because Im constantly exhausted from work. I decided that, while on ambien, I was hungry. And I proceeded to open a can of chicken noodle soup and eat it like that. I mean...screw the whole "add a cup of water and heat" step. I downed that can of noodles. And I liked it. I guess its kind of funny today. It also makes me gag a little inside. Who does that? Thats gross. I was so excited about it last night too. I kept thinking "this is sooo good. Im taking cans of soup to work with me."

You all...drugs are bad. I dont think I can eat chicken noodle soup for a while.

Tuesday, May 16, 2006

2:59AM

I actually read through my entries today and realized how depressing it is. Im a happy person, but I think I just vent all my frustration and sadness into this. There's a lot I would probably like to say to people...but I won't. I would rather keep things to myself then cause drama or tension. It's probably not good that I bottle up so much..but Im dealing. Im anxious tonight. My mind is racing. I cant sleep but I dont want to get up either. So Im laying in my hallway with my laptop, because Summer is in my bed and I don't want to wake her. Im making egg sandwiches in the morning. Maybe then I'll feel a little better. Goodnight.

Tuesday, May 2, 2006

2:50AM

It's been a while. Things have definitely changed. Being home in Kentucky is wonderful. Seriously, it might be the best thing that has ever happened to me. I have incredible friends here, a supportive family, and a lot more opportunities than I would have ever had in Utah. I'm in love with my life, and I am really excited to see where it will go in the next year...I have a feeling that a lot will happen.

Anyways, the real reason I'm writing tonight is because I'm really anxious. about a boy. I shouldn't be, but I am. This might be the first person I've ever dated who really tries to make me feel secure and who makes me feel like I'm special to him. And I REALLY like him. I want him to be different from everyone else I've dated. And I want to trust him, I really do. But I don't think I've ever NOT been cheated on. I think I've almost lost my ability to completely trust in someone. I'm so scared that once I put all my heart into this something is going to happen. I'm not just having trust issues with guys either...it's everyone. I've been so cautious about the girls I hang out with too. Because I've found out that a lot of people are only your friend when you can give them something, whether it's your money or energy or popularity or your connections with other people. How many of the people I associate with are actually friends with me because they genuinely love being with me, or talking with me? This doesn't apply to everyone. I have some friends that go through everything with me, the good and the bad. But have you ever realized that some people are only your friends when it's convenient for them? I always give people the benefit of the doubt. I want to think everyone is genuinely good hearted, and has good intentions. I've just recently seen a couple friends deal with relationships or friendships where there is absolutely no trust. I think I might put too much into my relationships with friends and with boys. I value deep and complex relationships. Otherwise I just feel that the people I'm with see the happy side of me, but dont know or care about what goes through my head when I'm by myself. I don't know...I'm rambling now. I'm done.

Sunday, March 5, 2006

2:49AM

Its been a while. Things suck. I knew that if I came back to Kentucky I'd fall back into my old life, which i loved, and then I wouldn't want to move back to Utah. And sure enough I love it here. If it wasnt for that one person I would never go back to utah, it wouldn't even be an option. And he won't move here because he's pursuing his career and has a life there. But I have a life here, and I can only go to school here because I have instate...I have things to do here. I cant just follow someone around for the rest of my life, can I? Is that what love is all about? Most of the time I'd happily do it. I want to be so in love that I would go anywhere and do anything for someone, but I also want that someone to be that much in love with me. I make so many sacrifices...I atleast need the reassurance that Im doing it for a good reason, and my effort isnt for nothing in the end. But I never directly get that, atleast not as of now. Its just hard, and sucky, and I dont want to deal with any of it. Im putting so much of my life and heart and passion into this I just hope it's worth it in the end. I need someone to tell me it will be worth it in the end.

Current mood: lonely

Sunday, January 22, 2006

9:07PM

I think I'm bipolar. Because today was great. And so was yesterday. How do some people seem like they never have bad days? Like they just float through life like it's a cake walk. I guess it's good those people exist because they balance people like me out. I just think it's so funny how one day I can be the biggest downer ever and then there's today and the only thing I'm worried about is what movie to watch. I hope I never come off like I think, because I don't know who would put up with me. I guess I live journal so that I don't have to ever say everything I'm actually thinking. Some of this is normal though, right? I'm only 18, I shouldn't have everything figured out. It's supposed to be complicated and shitty and I have a lot of experimenting and a lot of growing up to do. I'm supposed to be unreliable and my head isn't supposed to be screwed on so tight and no one should expect otherwise of me. Anyways, I'm done analyzing myself tonight.

Current music: Coheed and Cambria "The Suffering"

Friday, January 20, 2006

9:06PM

The worst feeling in the world must be falling in love with someone who will never love you. My heart is literally broken. And I'm not okay. I'm not going to be ok for a while. At times I would much rather just move home and be with my parents. I miss my mom. She gets me through everything. I had two anxiety attacks today. One last night right before I went to sleep. The same symptoms...I started breathing too hard and then couldnt stop crying long enough to catch my breath. I was just rocking back and forth and couldnt stop moving. I had to take two ambien just so I could calm down and fall asleep. Then tonight, after a dramatic event, the same thing happened. I sat in my car for an hour half crying and dry heaving and screaming "Fuck shit, why the fuck!" among other things like "why the fuck are you doing this?" and "i want to fuckin die." Of course I don't really want to die. I would simply like to remove myself from life itself because it seems that all I do is cause drama and piss off the people who are most important to me. I've been nothing but a hinderance and a problem since I got here, and I think it's safe to say that certain people wish I had never came. I have nothing going for me here. I like school but I often lack the motivation to go to classes. I have some amazing friends but I'm causing problems for them. My mom told me today if I don't start feeling better she's just going to move me home. Atleast at home I have a family. I'll have less anxiety, I think, and when I need extra help and support I won't have to cause a lot of drama to get it. I know what I want to do, but I dont know if its the right thing to do. That depends on someone else.


The current song repeating in my head:

So it's up the stairs,
And out of view. No prying eyes.
I poured some wine.
I asked your name;
You asked the time.

Now it's two o'clock.
The club is closed,
We are up the block.
Your hands are on me,
Pressing hard against your jeans,
Your tongue in my mouth,
Trying to keep the words from coming out,
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been you before.

I want a lover I don't have to love,
I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck.
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet him here,
But I'm not sure.
I've got the money
If you've got the time.
He said, "It feels good."
I said "I'll give it a try."

But you, but you...

You write such pretty words,
But life's no storybook.
Love's an excuse to get hurt.
And to hurt.
Do you like to hurt?
I do, I do.
Then hurt me,
Then hurt me,
Then hurt me...-

Current mood: crushed
Current music: bright eyes: lover i dont have to love

2:56PM

A typical day in my life: I wake up slowly. I make sure I set my alarm early so I can go back to sleep and pretend like I slept in, even if I didn’t. I don’t get ready for school. I wear the same jeans I wore yesterday and pull my hair back. I go to class and anal retentively take neat notes. If they aren’t neat enough I’ll have to recopy them later. Sometimes I listen, more than likely I do crosswords. Or I put my head in my knees and wake up an hour later with seams in my face. I don’t talk to anyone or walk with anyone. I just quietly overanalyze everything around me to pass the time. I sometimes eat. Usually bread bowls, which might possibly be the greatest invention since its sliced form. When I come home I shower, and then I sit there for a while in the steam because it’s really comfortable. It’ll take me another hour at least to get out of my bathrobe. I always listen to music, and sometimes when lyrics strike me the right way I write them down. I look at pictures a lot. There are a few people that I swear are the reason for my sanity. I like having just a few friends that I’m really close to. I try and go out and DO something at night. Probably so I don’t totally lose touch with reality. When I come home finally I sleep in the shirt I wore that day. I hate wearing pants to bed, because they always twist around my legs. When I lay in bed at night I analyze the day again, and usually freak myself out about something that happened. Everything worries me, and not much is comforting. I don’t like being alone with myself so I try to get to sleep as fast as I can. This routine basically repeats itself every day. I’m slightly sick of it. I don’t even know why I shared it. It’s just what’s on my mind…and I don’t understand that aspect of me.

Tuesday, January 3, 2006

2:32AM

I tried to sleep but couldn't. I just ended up crying and crying for no reason again and then got really anxious and couldn't stop moving. I paced my room and the kitchen for a good half hour before I got some tea down and was able to sit again. Even then I couldn't stop rocking back and forth and ringing my hands. It kind of scared me because I felt so much anxiety and there was no reason for it, and I couldnt figure out why I was moving everywhere so manically and I couldn't stop it. I felt like I was going insane. Like diving off my balcony would be a smart idea. I couldn't breathe well either. My mom says I have to go talk to a doctor. Now I'm working on my second night of absolutely no sleep. I wish I didn't feel this way, because I know it can't be normal. I wish there was someone I could call who cared. I wish Chelsea was here. I miss her all over again.

12:19AM

It happened again. I was doing really well all through Christmas break and then tonight I got that stomach dropping feeling again. I got upset over something that is little. Or maybe its not I dont know. But the feeling came over me so fast that my face started burning and I was shaking. I cant calm down and I really feel like crying for hours. I'm scared to go back to school. If this happens at school..I won't get work done, I won't have anyone to comfort me or to help me out. What the hell am I doing? ...This semester might kill me.


This song is stuck in my head I dont know why. I think I'm wishing it was written for me, or that its being sung for me...

Close your eyes.
The dark outside can't hurt you
And I'll never desert your bedside.
So close them tight.
The stars are so glad that they've found you.
And on the blankets that surround you
They shine their light.
They shine their light.
Rest your head.
And I'll be watching from the doorway
As you slip into a perfect peaceful sleep.
And morning will come in all it's simple glory
And you will find the light.
And I will be there
Standing in your shadow
Knowing that you once were mine.
All mine.
My baby.
My baby.
My girl.

Current music: Bright Eyes: Lila

Sunday, January 1, 2006

10:28PM - New years

Why am I ALWAYS sick? I swear I've been sick more than I've been healthy lately. I lost my voice on Monday and its now the following Sunday and its still gone. Im not getting better either. Its a lot worse actually. So I spent my lovely new years alone in bed all day long, because I get really exhausted from standing or walking too much. And my face wont stop burning, and my eyes won't stop watering. I just want to go home.

Current mood: sick
Current music: "The Leaving Song Part I" AFI

Friday, December 23, 2005

11:04PM

I'm tired. I had a good day and I shouldn't feel like this now. Sometimes, I just don't want to be alone with myself. Because I start feeling sad again and the feeling just intensifies until I get nautious and my stomach turns to knots, my heart drops and all the hot blood rushes to my face. And no matter what I do I can't distract myself from me.

Current mood: not good.
Current music: "I Liked You Better Before You Were Naked on the Internet"

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