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Thursday, November 11, 2004

pretentious

i thought i was happy. i thought i was alright. that there was no reason for me to scream and break down and cry.

but i did scream. i did break down. and i'm still crying.

i'm not alright. and i can't pretend.

people see me act out my anger and they say i'm stupid. in my absence they talk about me as if i'm some subhuman spawned from the depths of hell. i'm sorry i can't be smart and logical and perfect all the time. being close to perfect half the time is hard enough. and i'm sorry i'm not the happy, back-on-my-feet kind of person you thought i was. the type people love to hang around with. not some maladjusted freak who loses it in the middle of a public place.

i'm sorry i don't deal with disappointment and frustration and depression like most normal people do. but most normal people don't need 20mg of fluoxetine hydrochloride everyday.

i'm sorry i've become yet another disappointment in your sad existence.

most of all, i'm sorry i'm not like you.

i'm sorry i couldn't pretend to be ok when i'm so obviously not.

1 Comments:

Blogger super inday said...

thanks... it doesn't happen as often as it used to. well, actually, it really doesn't happen often. but when it does, man, it's really something people don't forget. *sigh* hmm. i think the last time was three years ago. that one was pretty "memorable" too, i should say. as for the flouxetine hcl, i'm sure you'll find out soon enough, your dad being a doctor and all ;p i'm not on it anymore, btw.

Thursday, November 11, 2004 2:59:00 pm  

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