As I lay here in bed, telling all of the people that matter to me that I might be going to disappear for awhile. I contemplate my feelings and I try to rationalize them. I feel fed up with fighting for attention. Those that beg for my attention want to give me negative attention and those that give me positive attention.. I have to fight for a smidge of their time. Neither one is conducive for my mental state right now.
I feel unwanted, unworthy, useless, unimportant, not good enough, invisible and just plain nobody. I know I'm not those things but my emotions have a mind of their own. My meds don't seem to be helping which also has me frantic. Being anxious and depressed... Doesn't seem like something I'd wish on my worst enemy.