my life with depression.com

my goodness my body feels like it’s been ran over by a truck. DARN! i won’t get to see my friend LAN today. she’s flying up to SF for work. i barely remember talking with her. did i even talk to her on the phone? i can’t even remember the surgery nor do i remember being in KEVIN’s car. he said that i was pretty out of it and that i just passed out as soon as i got on the couch. my mouth and whole body hurt so much.

i’m going to lay down or something.