Pinkleigh's Dear Diary

Dear Diary, My ankle is swelling a lot lately. I had surgery on it and it went fine but maybe I am just not used to all the walking around, which doesn't seem to be a lot, because it is swollen. It goes away as I elevate it and ice it but this h

Dear Diary, Another week starts tomorrow 😖 It is a quarter after five and I’m ready for bed. I didn’t do any school work tonight, I don’t feel up to it. I don’t feel up to staying awake and watching a movie with my dad either. He asked but

Dear Diary, I feel like I will lose this battle. I’m scared.  I looked at myself in the mirror, something I do every day but I don’t even recognize myself anymore. The person that was looking at me is in so much pain. It scared me to see tha

Dear Diary, I took my meds and now I am dozing on the couch. I should do some homework but I don't feel up to it. I think after my laundry dries, I am going to go to sleep.  It is bad to think of dying but it is all I think about anymore. I

Dear Diary, I have done everything this past week that I was supposed to do.  I went to work, went to therapy, took my meds, ate, slept, went to school. I am on auto pilot again.  I feel therapy is making me worse. I’m feeling things all

Dear Diary, I’m home now. I feel good about being here.  I slept most of the day because of the pills I’m on. It is supposed to help me be more relaxed and not in such a heightened state of emotion, as my psychiatrist put it. All they do is

Dear Diary, I had to take more meds this morning. I took a little nap as they make me so tired. I am still groggy from it but I think I can pull through it. Today, my uncle Shane and I are going to decorate graves. His dad and my grandpa on

Dear Diary, Therapy is exhausting and I hate it! I don’t have a choice though, it is court ordered It is alright living with Shane but at times I don’t like it. Kemper won’t speak with me while I’m here, I’m forced to do therapy, Shane makes

Dear Diary, I didn’t sleep much last night. I cried and cried. It woke up my uncle so he took the time and just held me as I cried. I didn’t care. I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up again, he was gone and my light was off. I feel

Dear Diary, Today was rough. I had two therapy sessions and I’m worn out from it.  I need to try and do better with my life. How? Where do I begin? I don’t know how. I really don’t.  My uncle Shane has tomorrow off so I don’t have to see my ca

Dear Diary, I have a nice buzz feeling going on. I feel floaty! I’m relaxed! I’m going to sleep good tonight. Better than crying myself to sleep

Dear Diary, It has been a while since I have written anything in here. I’m amazed I remembered the password. I’m just getting off work and I’m so tired.  Work was decent last night, it stayed steady. Which I’m glad for because I don’t think I

Dear Diary, I think I’m done with this diary. I just don’t feel up to it any more. It isn’t benefiting me or helping.  I think my problem is me. I’m broken, damaged

Dear Diary, I know one session of therapy doesn’t miraculously change anything but I don’t feel even a little bit better.  I also was sent an obituary of one of my old friends from back home. She died unexpectedly, they are doing an autopsy

Dear Diary, Nick left earlier than what he was originally planning for. He didn’t want to get stuck up here when snow came. That is probably all the news I have for the day. I laid in bed most of the day. I’m at a point where I’m just so tir