Like so many other days, today I woke up feeling miserable. I feel like a piece of shit most days so this is nothing new, however, today just seems a little bit tougher than usual; a little too much to handle. I hate these days. Again, I found myself slumped over, with my head practically in the sink, brushing my teeth while bawling my eyes out. Crying seems like routine nowadays, so I just kept on brushing until all my tears were gone. Most of today I've felt pretty fragile. I mean, if someone were to ask me how I was doing, I'd probably breakdown in tears. Strangely enough, I'm not really feeling suicidal. It's as if I don't have the energy to even bother trying to fool myself into thinking that I'll actually end my life. Anyways, there's no real point to this post.