I hate being this ill...

I hurt all over. My eyes are watery and blurry. My chest hurts. I'm stopped up. I can't keep any food down.

I'm a mess.

I wish I could look at this comtuter screen long enough to type you a nice message about all the great things that have happened to me while I have been sick, but then they would all be lies.

Nothing has happened with me other than truly discusting things involving bodily functions and non-functions...

I'm seriously considering ending it all...

Happy friggin' New Year!!!