D'you ever have those days when you think 'what's the point?'. I know we all do but today just seems to be extremely difficult for me & I'm feeling (very) sorry for myself. It's true what they say about withdrawing when you're at your worst. That's where I am at the moment, too far gone to ask for help but not gone far enough to actually do anything. Yes, I have plans but no energy or motivation to carry them out at the moment, any attempt I fear would result in an epic fail & I can't face that again. Even writing this post has taken me hours. I feel trapped in limbo, not quite alive but not dead either. It truly makes for a miserable existence at the moment. I'd like to say I don't care but the fact I'm writing this shows that I must. I'm just so confused. I have completely isolated myself. I know it's my own fault. At times I just tell myself to grow up & stop acting like a child. But these thoughts are just so overwhelming at times. I really need to get a grip, I feel like such a spoilt brat at times. I need to get over myself. I'm just waiting for something or someone to come along & hopefully tip me right over the edge. I know it's only a matter of time before I find the ultimate trigger. Thanks for letting me rant. No replies needed. Just needed to try & clear my head a bit.