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May. 10th, 2002 01:24 pmI don't think I could cry any more if I wanted to. I'm all done, and there's no-one here to cry on. I was up 'till 5am last night. 5am sorting out my head, and I'm no closer than I was before.
I still don't have any reason as to why I can't sort out anything I try to. Any fears I have, and problems, when I bring them into the open I end up feeling worse than I did before, and that's not solving anything. I try communicating through this, but that doesn't seem to work. I try subtle hints, nothing. I tell someone what's wrong, I end up the bad guy. I'm fed up of that. I can do my Uni work, I can do domestic things, but I can't seem to do real life. Things that matter. Things that matter soo much to me. More than anything. The only reason I haven't dropped out of Uni is that I woudn't be in Leeds any more.
Why should I be the bad guy again, just for wanting to sort me out?
I still don't have any reason as to why I can't sort out anything I try to. Any fears I have, and problems, when I bring them into the open I end up feeling worse than I did before, and that's not solving anything. I try communicating through this, but that doesn't seem to work. I try subtle hints, nothing. I tell someone what's wrong, I end up the bad guy. I'm fed up of that. I can do my Uni work, I can do domestic things, but I can't seem to do real life. Things that matter. Things that matter soo much to me. More than anything. The only reason I haven't dropped out of Uni is that I woudn't be in Leeds any more.
Why should I be the bad guy again, just for wanting to sort me out?
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