It's really quite amazing how in the past month, the weather has perfectly matched my mood. I try to commit suicide, it's cold and dark and snowy. I get out of the mental health clinic and I'm happy, and it's sunny and 70 degree weather. I go back to school and avoid Scott, it gets dark and snowy again. I start talking to Scott and I'm happy, the sun comes out, and it gets warm and all the snow melts. One stupid IM conversation (or lack thereof) sends be back into a suicidal relapse and it's getting very, very dark outside . . .
Eric 4/16/2003 06:30:00 PM
