Paranoia

I've been really feeling down today. Perhaps it started building before today, I'm not sure.

A bit lonely I think, a bit sad about the demise of another promising relationship, not that that is official quite yet. As it may all be in my head I've entitled this entry Paranoia.

I know that I said, in an entry I've deleted, that I wouldn't accept defeat. Apparently I will. Apparently I'm not entirely in control of my emotional direction.

There is such a thing as a self-fulfilling prophecy. And when you reach the point where you are afraid of something, that is when you have made a prophecy, when you have set it in motion.

Let us begin the end.