I just woke up. Sometimes I don't know why I wake up. I sleep to pass time, and when I wake up, time will go slow. I should be getting my ass up and get out in the world but I am too afraid to show myself and my face. When I walk down a hall I get paranoid that someone is talking about me because I like to be left invisiable. I hate it when I am in those moods and other days I am okay. I never tell my friends these feelings because I am a healer to them and I only listen to them. Well that is almost true. I am honest, sometimes too honest for them to tell me anything. What goes on in my head is th fear of what my future holds and what is in my heart is the feeling of failure. I wish I can get up and get out in the world but I am too afraid. Brittney