I think I know that it I sit with this that it will pass soon. I got so mad at something so small today, I felt like I was going to explode with some built up fury. I would be so upset with myself if I SI’ed. Its night time that is hardest. And I am so loved, it’s not that I’m alone. Sometimes I feel this deep hole inside of me that is always in need of love and comfort, like it won’t ever be filled enough. Sometimes it’s ok though and it doesn’t bother me. I felt so good and now I feel so bad. I have no motivation for school or work or life. I figure maybe talking about it will help me get through it.