Lacey's Story

I don't know really why I feel compelled to write to you... I've only read maybe one or two of your entries, and they were recent, but your banner at the bottom about depression kinda stuck in my mind, so tonite I read the old entry you had put in... and it reminded me of all the time I have thought about the very same things. It'll just come over me - and I'll start questioning everything... life, relationships.. whatever happens to be on my mind at the moment. I'll be driving home from school on the interstate, and just wonder what it would be like to ram my car into a guard rail going 80 mph... or I'll be at a party during the weekend and wonder what everyone would do if I downed some Aleve with my alcohol. I always wonder how many people really do care... how amny would show up at my funeral. It's all sad to think about. I get really frustrated when I can't do things the way I want to, so I wonder about just taking the lst pill or driving my car into the rail...

So yea... I don't know why I felt the need to write.. I just did... writing makes me feel better.. I think that's why I like having DiaryLand around so much... and I like reading other people's because it helps to know I'm not the only one who gets sad sometimes...

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