I dont get it. I cant sleep. But I don't want to move. I just want to stare at the wall. I guess I just have too much on my mind. But its kinda refreshing in a sense because lately i couldn't feel sad. Like. I was scared for my sanity there for a while. I'm not getting back on my anti-depressants again, that's for sure. I'm not going through that stage where I feel nothing. I don't want to feel "nothing" again when something bad happens. I'd rather feel pain than look like a monster. Some people need anti-depressants. Me? I'll get through it without it. Its not that bad for me.

But right now. I've just been... I feel angry every day. I hate living here. That's all I'm gonna say.

For now.

Sorry.