Friday, March 14, 2008

Lonely


Whenever I'm out with friends or family, I'l be happy..

But when I go home or when i'm alone.....i feel soo depressed and sad.....

I'm tired....

Lonely...

I dont know why....

all i ever think about is her..

2 comments:

Amy A. said...

Remember when I was telling about the guy that for me sounds like your current situation? Well, I took myself away from him for many months. I went back though for a while. I had to see what life was like with and without him. Then I guess I had to make that tougher choice of what was better for me in the long run. Without him over ruled on my case. NOT saying this is what you should do. I don't have all the info on the subject and is why that leads me to talk about my past experiences. If they help you then that is good news. As for me... My life is a flowing river of uncertainties. Chaotic, yet calm. Does that seem right? Like a sweet melody playing in the actions of war. Nothings seems real at times and then it all is too real at the same time. I've been in a valley and need to climb the mountain to see where I'm at. Not sure if this will fix my dilema or make it worse. I fake happiness to please others. Here.. on a "blog" where no one really knows me. I can post what I really feel. Say what I only dare say in my head. I enjoy conversing with you.

Amy A. said...

Nah I'm not cutting myself. Years have passed and no cuts. Some scars remain. Though light and not noticable to those around me. I understand what you mean about what I call venting here on this site. No one I know has a site here and even if they did... They wouldn't know I am me. I like talking to you too. Even though we have never met, we can sympathize with the other in some ways. Yet, keeping distant, for to me is my safe zone. I have trouble letting anyone "in" You know more about what I think than the person living with me. I can talk about things here,... things I couldn't say of in spoken words. "Demons hear every thought, speak in silent word" Until next time... Take care.