Strange Day.

I woke up, pissed off. Really pissed off. By the time I got to the family center, where I volenteer, I was sad, kinda "airy" and not completely in my element. Several hours later, I was bopping around with all the energy in the world and a big smile on my face. Later during the day, I was walking to the recovery center to play some pool, I felt extremely confident. I got there and felt ackward. I went home, felt anxious and tired. Took a nap, woke up and felt nausous. Went to an A.A meeting and felt overwelmed, nervous, sad, regretful, and yet a little hopefull. I got home, I felt relieved. I went to my room, and the tears came out of no where. It was a strange day.

VictemOfSuicide VictemOfSuicide
18-21, F
Mar 10, 2010