Almost a month.
I have not really been on twitter in about a week.
I have not been feeling it.
None of it.
I was looking through a journal and came across an entry from last summer that pretty much sums up how I feel right now.
Nothing has changed.
I decided to share it with you here.
What the fuck?
What the fuck is wrong with the people who live in this house?
Randall went to bed at 2am. It is now 6:30PM the next day. Seriously? WHAT THE FUCK?
WAKE UP!
I understand you don’t feel well. But don’t you understand that the longer you sleep the worse you feel?
GET UP!
Spend time with me! Spend time with Kaylee!
Do you really want her looking back on her childhood and not have any memories of you? Except of you screaming at her?
You are depressed.
Stop worrying so much. I know that is easier said than done.
You are missing out on life.
Things are happening around you and you have no clue. As if you don’t even care.
It’s hard to remain positive when you are drowning in a sea of negativity. Trust me, I understand.
But I am trying.
I need you to try too.
We are a team. And right now? It feels like I am the one carrying all the weight. I need you to help me. I can’t continue to carry it all by myself.
I need you now, more than ever.
Please be strong for me.
I need you.
