i hope it's not the end, but if so, take care and know that you will be missed dearly.
|[rusty]|[528]|[10:20 pm - Wednesday,March 17, 2004]

but it isn't really the end. for where would we go? what would we do? when you have an audience eager to read the next entry, it seems a shame to leave them hanging with an ending. so this must all continue. you being happy doesn't change our interest in you. as always, at least with me, it's how you write, how you say what you feel, that keeps me coming back.
|[radiostar]|[527]|[9:12 am - Wednesday,March 17, 2004]

If there's anything you were thinking I'd need to hear (not that I'm saying you were, but if), I'd want to hear it. Evem if it wasn't something that I'd be happy to hear at first, you are a person of insight and wisdom. I'd not be a fool in response to such a revelation.
|[piotr]|[526]|[1:27 am - Tuesday,March 16, 2004]

i miss having conversations. the n and i don't converse so much as gripe about our days, question why we're still in this trainwreck, and complain that we never have enough time for each other. we just scowl and watch tv, or mope and say we're not up to going out, or sigh and stay too busy to see each other. worse, my diary is running down. i've got all these things buzzing, sawing, careening around in my skull, but no one to give them to. it's not simply a question of writing them--i can do that in spades--it's receiving a response, having a dialogue, acting and then reacting (instead of re-enacting). the way you say it, you seem to have fully-formed conversations ready to share with someone, anyone, who already knows the lines. me, i make up the world as i go, so while some topics may stir, i'm really just looking for someone with whom i can create new worlds out of old paper, carve fresh roads from used earth, transcend the world of solidity for a world of abstract distraction. but there isn't anyone.
|[startalker]|[525]|[11:10 pm - Monday,March 15, 2004]

It's weird, the "end of the era" post-depression phase. It's as if there is nothing to occupy your thoughts perpetually, no emotions to ward off all day long, and much of the night. When my mediciation started to kick in, I just felt remotely "normal" and calm all the time. It's an odd sensation, that.
|[emily]|[524]|[7:31 pm - Monday,March 15, 2004]

I came across your diary not so long ago, i've read about two entries and all i can say is...its nice to see how others feel exactly how you do at times...hope all is well...ciao1
|[efy]|[523]|[3:22 pm - Monday,March 15, 2004]

Excelsior! {Also, thank you.}
|[piotr]|[522]|[1:59 pm - Monday,March 15, 2004]

i must say i admire your newfound happiness. keep up the good work. i don't believe i'll ever be there, but i'm getting better at handling my misery. for instance, in therapy the other day we established (i knew this but didn't really accept it) that i'm significantly more narcissistic than i am selfish (which doesn't say much about either since i am quite selfless but also extremely narcissistic). this is a good step. i hope one day to be where you are. you give me hope.
|[scoreless understar]|[521]|[1:04 am - Monday,March 15, 2004]

Hooray! (Word of the day, because guess where I'm not? At work! But, bonus points for being happy. I think this is something like "zen".)
|[Carie]|[520]|[7:46 pm - Sunday,March 14, 2004]

did you just watch lost in translation?
|[trystero]|[519]|[8:42 pm - Friday,March 12, 2004]