I took my pills this morning.
I feel so pathetic that I have to take pills to feel okay.
I hate that they keeps me from feeling some things.
On Christmas I watched Mr. Krueger’s Christmas.
I always cry at the part where he’s talking to baby Jesus.
I’m crying now just thinking about it.
Not last Christmas, though.
I wanted to.
I tried to.
But I just couldn’t.
It kept me from enjoying it as much as I usually do.
I hate this.
It makes me feel like a robot.
When I forget my pill I feel normal until the next day.
Then I make up for all the sadness I couldn’t feel before.