It's all around you, like smog. This train isn't bound for glory.
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I took the opportunity afforded by a brief vacation from antidepressants to take a dispassionate look at my situation. It occured to me that what I have been saying to myself is quite different from what I would say as an observer of someone exactly like me in circumstances, but not myself.
Which is this: I am a failure.
I effectively dropped out of graduate school for no better reason than that I couldn't do the work. I have never had a significant job, nor any accomplishments of which to be proud. I have done nothing, I do nothing, I am nothing, and were I to die today, I would leave nothing but a stain and a stench. Currently, I am so at the end of my rope that I am more or less forced to move in with my in-laws in order to save up enough money to be able to get the odd tooth filled here and there. I have no prospects, no job, and no fanbase.
Smallstar April 9, 2008 11:45 PM PDT Excuse me: I wanted say ~understand~
Smallstar April 9, 2008 11:43 PM PDT Oh, jeremiadist!!! I understan u. But do you know that you are very important 4 me? Beh, now yeah. *STAY UP* kisses and hugs
Jeremiadist August 18, 2006 10:26 PM PDT X- I can't deny it.
Xaos August 15, 2006 06:18 PM PDT is it possible---i mean, just *consider* this for a minute---that...perhaps...the lack of AD's might have had something to do with the nobody-likes-me/everybody-hates-me/worms, etc. mood?
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