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Wednesday, May. 22, 2002 @ 1:52 P.M.

Prozac's overrated...

::Sniiiiiff:: I'm feeling sick again. I think it's a combo of weather changes and stress and lack of sleep. Whoo-hoo... ::Waves finger in the air non-enthusiastically:: Oh! And I get to work seven days in a row. ::Growls:: I swear... I'm being soooo taken advantage of. Am I destined to be a doormat just because I'm quiet and patient and eager to please? ::Sigh:: No one takes any of my concerns seriously. The only time I get any kind of respect is when I'm angry and that only happens when I'm feeling especially underappreciated. Well, at least I've prevented myself from throwing things at work. At work, I just yell... loudly. At home, well, I throw tables, but I haven't done that in years. Unfortunately, I'm the type that bottles up resentment until it explodes. When you're around me at that time... WATCH OUT!!! I will lash out verbally with biting sarcasm about what is getting me riled up. Ah, but this way of expressing myself helps out a lot. With this journal, I can whine about anything I want without bothering anyone, except those of you who read it. That way, I feel like I haven't ignored my own problems by not addressing them, but you guys don't have to acknowledge it if you don't want to. Hey, everyone has problems... I just have an easier time hiding it. Ah ha ha ha ha... see everythings fine, really! No need for Prozac here.

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