Love, love, love is a verb

Love is a doing word.

23.9.05

Fuck,

I am a whirlwind of emotions of right now. And now I am angry with the cat. I cried at work today. Towards the end. Steve thought he said something wrong. Wasn't it at all. I think I am just too tired all the time. Makes me...crabby and very sensitive. Sometimes I get so angry I scare myself. I just want to break a lot of things. I easily could've just broken the cat's arm. I know this. Makes me feel terrible too. He just wants to be pet. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me but I just want it fixed. I want to be happy. I am tired of being on this constant rollar coaster. I am so angry I'm crying. I find that's something else odd I cry. I cry when I get angry. I cry when I get frustrated. I cry when any emotion really overwhelms me. I am not taking medicine again. I'd prefer to be like this than have artificial happiness. I thought it was good when I was on it, but then I realised how many feelings I miss. I felt so numb. Am I depressed? Am I just crazy? Is this normal?

Fuck.

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