I don't want to care.
I don't feel like faking it today either.
Perhaps I should just brew another pot of coffee but that will just be "I pretend to care because I am hyper from drinking more coffee!"
I haven't done my homework. I don't care.
My daughter caught three ants IN the house and wants me to observe them. I don't care.
My husband is pissed off at the people he works with and is going to want to talk to me about it non-stop once he gets home. I don't care.
The dishes are piled in the sink, crumbs are on the floor, the table cloth is sticky, I have paper piles all over the house that date back to 1995. I don't give a fuck.
I don't want to talk to anybody and no I'm not depressed. I. don't. care.
so sue me.
A car could crash through my wall right now and I would just walk into the other room and shut the door.
This didn't make me feel any better. Why? because I don't care.
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[info]mplsindygirl wrote:
Jul. 19th, 2007 10:41 pm (local)
I have days like that too. I don't think it's depression, I think it's just me, taking a day not to care.
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