March 21, 2006
So cold, so dark, so down, so scared. I am crying for help, but don't know how to make a proper job of it. I want someone to talk to, but nobody replies. I seriously consider being honest and open and saying how bad I feel, I am so desperate for a kind voice in the wilderness. But I still can't do it, even through my tears I can't admit to anyone how far down this deep void I am. It's probably just because I'm ill. Soon it will be fine. I will pull myself together. I can do it.