on the stability scale of
with 1 being "i am completely stable, calmly eating a snack"
to 10 "i am completely unstable, actively commiting suicide"
i am a solid 8.
therefore this post must be taken with a grain of salt.
.salt. my eyes sting from the amount of salty heart wrenching tears they have produced in the past 24 hours.
yes. i have had two breakdowns, crashes, system failures in the last 24 hours.
i'm hurting and hungover from all of the emotion.
i cut. to try and numb the pain. it didn't work.
i cried. to try and release the pain. it didn't work.
and i thought about crashing my car. bad.
these reasons and more explain the solid 8.
my solution tonight is to drug and go to bed while i'm semi ahead.
no wisdom to impart. no great advice to give. no encrouaging words to say.
there are days when life is going to suck. and i mean bad. and if those days turn into a week then you call that week
and cry your f'in eyes out!
for this week i've moved to the following address :::
060 Sucky Ln.
Suckville, Suckerton 00600