07-07-2012, 10:36 PM
Quarter to three in the AM here, and I still need to write 1500 words for another blog. A bit tired, but I really need to do this.
I've been feeling abstracted all week. Like as if life's too good to be true. My bf had effectively driven the drama-queen out of me over the course of 1.5 years, and I feel like any other person.
Is this how normal people feel like? Manic Depression isn't fun, but getting through the tunnel and finally reaching the light feels like as if I've woken up from a sleep that lasted more than a decade. I'm 27 years old, and I still feel like the day before I got raped, roaming in the lush green valleys of India.
I feel sadness that I've lost so much time groping around in the dark, but it's not depression; the horrible weight isn't there. It's just sadness, and I'm gonna be just fine.
I've been feeling abstracted all week. Like as if life's too good to be true. My bf had effectively driven the drama-queen out of me over the course of 1.5 years, and I feel like any other person.
Is this how normal people feel like? Manic Depression isn't fun, but getting through the tunnel and finally reaching the light feels like as if I've woken up from a sleep that lasted more than a decade. I'm 27 years old, and I still feel like the day before I got raped, roaming in the lush green valleys of India.
I feel sadness that I've lost so much time groping around in the dark, but it's not depression; the horrible weight isn't there. It's just sadness, and I'm gonna be just fine.