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__ Friday, March 07, 2008 ;

After talking to Pastor yesterday,
I feel that sense of helplessness again.
I don't know why.
I really do appreciate her taking time to chat with me
but,
I don't know what to do.
I feel so lost and suffocated.
It's so easy to just fall back
into the world of self-destruction.
Perhaps, life would be lighter in that way.
I just want to escape.
I'm tired. I really am.

made another new promise ][-
 and broke it again at 11:57 PM ;