It's 2.13am now and I still can't sleep. I have been cheating on my medication, kept skipping them coz taking them makes me feel lazy !!! Much worse is I can't control my temper ...
My body aches most of the times. My feet hurts. My knee hurts. My tummy aches too. I've been having series of temper in the office.
Am I abusing myself? Have I been cheating myself?
I can't find the answer to what exactly that has turn me into becoming a shallow, depressive, bad temper, moody person.
I missed my friends. I missed talking to them. I missed hanging out with them. I missed my family. I missed my life. I missed myself.
The hardest part is letting go of my grudges. My grudge to everything. I have been hating myself. I have been hating sex. I have been hating my work. I have been hating to enjoy life. I have been a bitch, suicidal bitch.
My shrink told me to write more. Express myself. Let go of all the hate. The pain. The past. The ugly past. I dwelled too much. Too much of my past.
For what's worth, I need to learn to love myself again. My oldself.
I do not want to loathe, be a bitchy bitch anymore. Will I? Should I?
I don't have the answer ... Do you?
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"Sleep" by My Chemical Romance
[Voice recording rewinds and plays certain parts, speeds up and slows down:]"
...Like last night, they are not like tremors, they are worse than tremors,
they are these terrors. And it's like, it feels like as if somebody
was gripping my throat and squeezing and..."
Some say, now suffer all the children
And walk away a savior,
Or a madman and polluted
From gutter institutions.
Don't you breathe for me,
Undeserving of your sympathy,
Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did.
And through it all
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes,
Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part is letting go of your dreams.
A drink for the horror that I'm in,
For the good guys, and the bad guys,
For the monsters that I've been.
Three cheers for tyranny,
Unapologetic apathy,
Cause there ain't no way that I'm coming back again.
And through it all
How could you cry for me?
Cause I don't feel bad about it.
So shut your eyes, Kiss me goodbye,
And sleep.
Just sleep.
The hardest part's the awful things that I've seen.
[Voice recording:]
"...Sometimes I see flames. And sometimes
I see people that I love dying and... it's always..."
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
Just sleep.
[Screaming:] Wake up!
[Voice recording:]
"And I can't... I can't ever wake up."