Stress is the Ultimate Killer
Stress is killing me. I don’t know how to let things go, or let go of people who are bad for me. I feel pathetic saying this, but I have started taking antidepressant medicine because I cant’ seem to want to get out of bed anymore.
Yesterday was horrible. L. confessed about something that happened with this guy she was dating. I couldn’t believe it. I mean, I could because I had my suspicions. She is self sabotaging, and I don’t know if I have the energy to help her anymore. She hurts herself because I think she doesn’t think she deserve happiness, and she hurts others in the process. She is constantly hurting me, and I think that this might be the last time I forgive her. I really don’t know what to do anymore. Crazy doesn’t even describe me right now.

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