i feel

i feel like time isn't healing anything. I'm waiting and waiting for life to be okay, hoping and working hard on getting to the next step and nothing is coming out positive.
i feel like i'm losing all hope and I just don't know how to deal with this all. I really, really don't know.
I am depressed. Depressed. I feel silly for saying it, almost just ridiculous but It's so true. It's true. I am depressed. I need a third leg to hold me up. I am completely falling apart. If my last plans don't go through, i have no idea what to do. I don't know what i'm going to do. I will have to say goodbye to santa barbara and be reminded for a very long time of the debt i accumulated here in Santa barbara. I can't focus on anything but what is going on. I am losing sleep, losing appetite, losing focus. I wish I had school seven days a week non stop so i could just think about school and shooting and photography and not all the problems that lie beneath the surface of me. Elizabeth. C. West.
I'm going to continue on, continue trying to be happy, continue facing this alone.