Coherence

Here's to making these things a little more accessible for the average reader.
I'm gonna try to explain myself when I feel like running to blogspot and posting "I hate myself!".
So,
I feel insufficient. I am Ned Flanders. I'm scared of people and friends and doing things. I don't feel good enough. Also, let's add Ginger the goddamn Office Manager to the list of people who have made bitchy comments to me about my weight.

What am I supposed to do with this time? I am 20 years old and I'm living with my boyfriend's mom, I have no friends and I'm slowly being crushed under the weight of my stupid, worrisome brain.
How can I be happy?
Answer: Celexa
:D