Melodramatic.

I have been feeling down lately. If life's a roller coaster, it feels as though my ride just ended. Perhaps if I was a little less melodramatic, then I would be able to stop feeling to sorry for myself. What scares me about this is that I don't know why I've all of a sudden taken a turn down the road of despair, but I've got a feeling it has to do with déja vu. Because during the course of my life, I have encountered another situation like this one except a lot more dramatic and more tearful and sad and depressing and whatever...Maybe I'm just geared towards feeling dramatic things...maybe it's a subconscious act of my soul hinting at what I internally truly want : Attention. Which I really do want some of that. Who doesn't? Attention is nice, it makes you feel loved and makes you feel like you actually matter to some people. I really doubt that that's my problem though [DENIAL!] because I do get enough attention from a lot of people. Is it my insecurity catching up to me? Are my jealousies outta control? Or is it true that I am truly at my last strand of sanity. Whatever happens to me during the course of the next few days, I'll try to keep you posted 'cause I have a feeling this mood I'm in could make for some intriguing blogs.

I promise not to kill myself,
~Nancy