I keep waking up in the middle of the night. Just awake. Staring at the ceiling.
So initially I thought that my depression had made you did whatever you did. I actually blamed myself.
Then I stopped. Wait a min. HotelRe was Oct 2010. Precious was only in Jan 2011. Things started even before the storm.
I can't do this. I can't do this.
I don't know why I bothered doing a timeline. I don't know why I care so much. I don't know why I actually stay up thinking.
God, I'm so stupid. All along. Soo stupid to fall in love. So stupid to fall for a family and a house bubble. So naive and stupid.
Stupid stupid stupid.. So stupid.
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