My life is a mess
Journal Entry: Sun Oct 9, 2005, 5:05 PM
I never talk about this much, actually I have never talked about it. Yesterday on Saturday, I went out with some friends on a road trip to San Francisco.
We had done this a month before with the same intentions, drinking and drugs. Last time we went, I got high on marijuana and drove home stoned. After that day, I was depressed for about 2 weeks, constantly wanting to end my life, but never quite knowing how to do it, so I wrote poetry.
So, yesterday, we went back to San Francisco with the intention of smoking some grass and getting high. Well, we did at about noonish. About 2 hours later, still a little baked from the last joint, I lit up a second. Boy did I have a great hour and a half with my friend, who was tripping on shrooms.
3 hours later, we were sitting in the car trying to get my friend to understand where we were going. We finally got him to understand, albeit barely, and we were on the road home. We arrived back at around 6:30 and now I am sitting here, at 11:20, typing this and hoping that I won't have to post it.
Speaking of depression, I am back in a dip in the road of life and not feeling to great. Not that I wish to end my life, but I just feel that it is the best solution in these horribly depressing days. Help give me strength to continue on with life. I will end this post with some lyrics from Queen that seem to capture my feelings perfectly:
-Goodbye Cruel World-
Goodbye cruel world
I'm leaving you today.
Goodbye,
Goodbye,
Goodbye.
Goodbye all your people,
There's nothing you can say
to make me change my mind,
Goodbye.
I just don't have a firm grasp of reality, I am a mess.
He who is paranoid loses everything.
He who is calm and cool has the world to gain.
-SilverFox