Month: December 2002

I’m having awful dreams. Nothing that I would like to remember when I wake up.

Okay day .. I guess.. didn’t died . So I guess it’s okay.

I’m afraid of so many things.

I feel so lonely sometimes.. It makes me feel sad, I’m afraid noone will ever love me. I’m afraid I am too ugly. Too stupid at times. I’m afraid because of my depression, that I will drive people awa from me.

I’m afraid that since I’m not attractive enough, I will never find someone ( who is attractive enough among many other things ) to love me.

I’m afraid I need to be loved. I’m scared. It makes me feel sad and confused. Sometimes I cry, for no reason.

I want to be kissed, by someone I love. There is noone I love that can/want to kiss me.

I’m afraid noone has ever really loved me except my mom maybe.