Backdated to December 1st, 2007 Private to self It's been...five days? A week? More? Less? I don't know. All I know is that I think it's really over this time. Father's all but forbid me from going to my room for fear that I'll disappear in there again and lock myself in, but I won't. I've got to move on, it doesn't look like I have any choice at this point. Not move on, exactly, but I have to keep busy, or I think I'll go mad.
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It's been a long couple of days, does anyone know something that one can do for mindless distraction? I'm in desperate need.