life with sticks in one's head

I hate my brain.

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That’s probably clear to anyone who spends any time with me. But it’s been a really shite couple of days, and the brain continues to shellac the mind. Radiating pain in my chest, loneliness, pessimism (if that’s what you call this), feeling like I’ll always lose the battle and the battle will never go away. I never actually get to fail so I can fail better next time — it’s just perpetual fail. Don’t know what I’ll do when John’s gone. No friends. No hopes. Tired.


Written by sticksinthehead

27 March 2010 at 5:13 pm

Posted in The Mind/Brain

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