still here
2002-06-05 / 9:12 a.m.

There's not been much to say the past few days. I'm so tired all the time. Whenever something comes to mind, I'm too exhausted to type it.

It's really bad.

No matter how much sleep I get, not even coffee really does any good except gives me heart palpitations and I think worsens my anxiety attacks.

I wanna sleep when I'm driving.

I haven't read anyone elses diarys in a few days either. I can't concentrate. Later today I'll try to catch up on them. Later today I'll clean my house, my car. We'll start with the microwave.

Or I'll sleep. Thug will get pissed off about it and I'll feel even worse for being a lazy bum.

I can't help it.

I don't choose to be this way.