Caroline Liveblogs Depression

Kinda wish I had died after I lost Bear.

Moving out on my own might have been the wrong choice, but, I feel like - if it is, I’ll go out with a little more dignity.  Lower the rent for the next person who comes along, hopefully.

I wish I was pretty.

Should be happy and excited, but I wish I was dead.

Bought the same PJ set as a model I like.  Finally trying them on.  I look awful.  Figures.

If only one of us can get lucky, I choose her.

This is so stupid.  She’s the one that’s going to die, and she’s the one calming me down.

I don’t know what kind of dumbass thinks ‘the best thing for my socially inept child would be to move two hours away from any form of love and support she has, into an environment where she has no connections and knows no one’, but it sounds like I’ll be dead by thirty no matter how you look at it.