Saturday, June 12, 2010

My name is Angela Christine Colina.  I was named after my aunt/godmother Julie Christine, she was a beautiful woman.

I am 32 years old and I have been nothing but a failure at this life. I cannot even successfully find a way out of it.... and I want out. I need out.

Every other day of my life is spent in an abyss of depression, nothing I can do can seem to shake me out of it. I don't think I'll ever be good enough for life or for anybody.  I've accomplished goals in my life, but without recognition even from my family.  I've accomplished so much, but feeling good about them alone can only go so far.

...... Maybe I'll just lay here in my bed til my weary heart gives out.
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1 comment:

  1. AnonymousJuly 18, 2010 at 9:25 AM

    What failure? You have gainful steady employment. You're beautiful, artistic and athletic.

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