I go to school, I come home, I go to work, I go to bed.
I have no friends except for the few people I talk to on-line and daniel. even my contact with daniel is more over the phone than anything else.
Most days I just say curled up in my room reading some of the stories I've got saved on my computer and playing music very loudly or sit in my living room, watch brainless tv and work on my crocheting.
My mother keeps teaching me new crafts to try to get me to do something besides just sit around my house. I've been making blankets out of sheer bordom. anyone want a hand made blanket?
My doctor just keeps prescribing me more and more meds for depression and they work for a little while and then i'm back where I started from.
Shit. I don't know what else to say.
Posted on Dec 12, 2000, 5:29 AM from IP address 12.91.35.71