My psychology professor was telling us about how she dealt with suicidal patients. How they're only really suicidal if they don't tell her. Because the only reason they would tell her they were suicidal is because they know that she might be able to help. And they want her to.
I keep telling myself that if I don't make it completely obvious, I don't want attention. That as long as I say that nothing is wrong, then I don't want you to try to fix it.
My eyes are too tired to be thinking about this right now. I just want to wake up in two months with some cash in my pocket and a full tank of gas.
I just want to sleep until forever.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
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