Nothing to live for
Tilll recently, my job was fairly quiet so at least I could "give in" to my depression to some extent.
Now though I'm under a lot of pressure and there is just no refuge from the misery. I can't look forward to going home because I have nothing and no one there. I can't go out socially. Everyone looks at me warily and avoids me. So sad. So sad.
I just want to hit things.
Last edited by Franz; 12-09-08 at 15:06.
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Fear's a dangerous thing,
It will turn your heart black, you can trust.
It'll take your God-filled soul
And fill it with devils and dust.
- Bruce Springsteen