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the fog I had six months ago is coming back. I can't concentrate on anything: I can't even read for more than a few pages. I can't play WoW for more than half an hour. I just.. can't. I always want to cry, and I do shed a few tears every day. I suck at everything - I can't even run a bath without scalding myself. I can't twitter anything anymore because there's someone following me I will piss off if I block, but if he reads my tweets he gets more stressed because he doesn't like seeing me like this.

I want to feel like I can actually do something. I haven't felt useful or at least good at anything in more than a year and a half, not since I left school. I'm just a burden on everyone, most especially my mother.

I have no one to go to but I won't kill myself even if I do think it would solve so many problems. God I want to die so bad if I can't do anything. I hate my life so bad, & what makes it worse is (ok, this is going to sound like I'm just whining, but it's really how I feel) that I feel very unloved. Even Ami is sticking with me just because he doesn't give up on people.
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Jabberwocky
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

'Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!'

He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought--
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.

And as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!

One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.

'And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!'
He chortled in his joy.

'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.

-Lewis Carrol, 1871
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