Wednesday, March 02, 2005

March 15, 1973
In which I don't understand life

Thursday
What I don't understand is life. Sometimes I become so depressed for no reason whatsoever. All of a sudden when I am happy I deflate. Then I have all I can do to keep from just sitting down and crying. {it's often hard to explain emotions}

When I tell Mother she asks me what's wrong. Of course I don't know usually so she tells me "don't worry, everyone your age feels like that sometimes".

Note:
Obviously I wanted my mother to listen and not shrug my feelings off. I wonder if Clare thinks I shrug off hers.

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