No, I will never "grow out of" NIN. You have to be out of your mind. In a completely different manner than the way I am.
I have not made attempts to get help in the past week. I don't know if it's because I'm so preoccupied with the move or if it's because I'm always awful at making that 'first step'. Or both. All I know is, I'm fucked up. Terribly so. In so many ways.
I need a tattoo or a piercing or SOMETHING soon even though I cannot afford it. I cannot cut myself anymore because it doesn't solve anything and I will lose someone because of it. It's a hard craving to push away, but I have been. Just like cigarettes (almost two weeks without any).
I went to a Project Adventure thingy yesterday that was free. Jill invited me to come along with J. We met her girlfriend, Trey, who seems sweet. Part of the group of challenges involved a gigantic rock climbing wall. I've never done such a thing before. Out of the four of us (friend wise, not group wise) I was the only one who made it up. I don't know how I did it, especially not being in the best shape lately but I did. It was the ONLY thing that made me feel semi-decent in a long time. Other than that, I wish nothing was strapped to me so I could just jump and die. Yes.
There is a lot of human nature I do not understand and find hard to accept. Most people, even my most crazy friends don't understand why I am like this. I try so hard to "give in" and "give up" but I can't. I'm left with seeming delusional to others.
Also, my Mom is being a cunt as always. I'd like to think that one day I would break this cycle and give my future children everything I never had (emotionally speaking and maybe somewhat material speaking). I also think that maybe I should never have children and just hide in a room and starve to death. I don't want to end up like her. I also want to bring lives into this world that are an extension of me and have them live the life I never could and that would make me feel happy in and of itself. If I have to be a vessel, then fine.
I'm out of my mind. I don't want to be sitting here at work and my crack is STILL gone (Scrabulous).
I just want to cry. If there was a "God" I would want Him/Her/It/____ to hug me right now. Tightly. Warmly.
I need... something.
**Edit** The Project Adventure thingy is actually the Alley Pond Park Adventure Course. Jill posted a bunch of pics that are less than flattering on MySpace. I've already ganked them and will put them up there as well for those of you who are on my MySpace to see sooner than later.
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10.06.2008
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