What's it matter anyway?
Sitting on the steps of South Hall, and I only got two acknowledgements that I was even there, from one student and one teacher.
who the hell am I trying to kid? I don't belong here. I don't belong here. I don't think I belong anywhere.
sickening dread.
lonely.
and all that remains is me. Good ol' Kat. Who blends in with the scenery and can never manage to keep herself together.
all that remains is me. lonely me.
Sitting on the steps of South Hall, and I only got two acknowledgements that I was even there, from one student and one teacher.
who the hell am I trying to kid? I don't belong here. I don't belong here. I don't think I belong anywhere.
sickening dread.
lonely.
and all that remains is me. Good ol' Kat. Who blends in with the scenery and can never manage to keep herself together.
all that remains is me. lonely me.
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Date: 2003-04-22 05:47 pm (UTC)You certainly belong somewhere. Your feelings sound like they're ganging up on you and making you miserable right now, though.
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Date: 2003-04-22 05:52 pm (UTC)*hugs* if you want them.
I know the feeling, believe me - some days I think the only things holding me together are Paxil and a weekly pshrink visit. Those are the bad days, though - there are good days.
Trust me on this. I'm 53 now, and it seems like I'm just beginning to see a possible, eventual victory over the Depression Monster.
What I'm trying to say is, hang on. I care. Lots of others care. Most of the people passing by may have been in similar headspace, too lost in their own problems to be able to see anyone else is even there. (And others are probably too shallow to noticce, but that's another rant. *wry*)
Take care of yourself!
--glinda, homeless for 6 months and 1 week now, and hanging on
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Date: 2003-04-22 07:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-04-23 11:55 am (UTC)Hey Katster
Date: 2003-04-22 08:16 pm (UTC)Wherever you are, that's where you belong. After all, you're there.
So what if the boogas didn't notice you. Did you notice all of them ?
It ain't quantity that counts, it's quality.
We, your friends, know who Kat is, and we love you all the same.
and yeah, I have my; "I think I'll go eat worms." moments too. [and hours, and days, and weeks....].
The thing is.... They pass.
But it still sucks when the ol'black dog of depression is chewing your ass !
So you have my sympathy and understanding, as well as my freindship.
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Date: 2003-04-23 07:05 am (UTC)I know the feelings.