August 28, 1964, Friday. Sick again
Woke up sick. Guess I’m in for it another two weeks. That means 4 weeks out of my Summer. Hate this Summer, it only brought me unhappiness. No fun, just sad nights. Why couldn’t something good have happened. No boyfriends, not even any dates. Everything was great from December through June, than life came to a stop and now I’m sick again. How unfair can it be. Why must I always suffer! Won’t these spells ever stop, so I can lead a happy, normal life. I’d be happier dead I think.
I think everyone has felt this way sometime in their life. When a person doesn’t feel good life seems like “what’s the point.” As a teenager, I had to fight this feeling all the time, because I got sick so often. The good news is I finally got well when I was 31, because I changed my diet and lifestyle and have been health and productive ever since.
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