My mind's in a bad f'in head space. I feel invisible, unappreciated, and useless...
Just an hour ago, I felt alone in a room of crowded people. To illustrate, nobody talked with me and nobody sat next to me until it was the only chair left in the room.
Hopelessness sucks, and I'm still puzzled what purpose I'm supposed to fulfill that brought me back from the brink of death in october of '98.
Sorry to be a downer, but I probably wouldn't be able to sleep tonight if I didn't get this out of my head. I plan on waking up at 8 a.m.