Saturday, January 10, 2004
My behavior toward family and friends is not becoming when I am feeling lonely and self-involved. The worst part is that I can see how it's all spiraling downwards, but I can't bring myself to stop it. My pride, or my hurt, or my loneliness -- something gets in the way. I feel like I'm on a train that's running out of control; I can see how off course it is and how it's fated to crash, but I'm powerless to stop it.