2:14 p.m. - 2003-01-19
Not Good
I am about to have lunch, so I only have a few minutes to write here. I think I am falling apart. This morning, in the shower, I started to black out. I couldn't wash my hair anymore. I hurried, shut the shower, put a towel on and sat on the toilet seat with my head between my knees. I had a glass of Lemsip, and I regained my composure and finished getting ready. Going to work is the last thing I want to do tomorrow. Secretly, I want to feel so sick that I don't have to go to work all week. I don't know what the FUCK is my problem. Maybe it's depression, or a cry for attention. I feel like I am on the verge of a nervous breakdown. Trouble is, I don't know why.

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