Good Friday

I don’t know why I’m not panicking more about this. I guess because whatever happens is out of my control. And I’m willing to admit that it was all my fault.

People are being kind, though. And non-judgy. Which is nice.

Really dark thoughts cross my mind all the time. I don’t know why. I guess I can turn them into something useful.

I think this is it for today. 

The worst part of it is the waiting. But, again, the time can’t torture me more than I’ve tortured myself.