Well thank god for my journaling,it's been a hard few days and my sleep as ever is impossible and I pretty much feel like a constant wreck.I became suicidal again, I guess because I can't find a way to overcome this brain injury and how I feel it limits my happiness now,and because I'm just so tired, I feel like the living dead.I have real life stresses too that I just can't manage with everything else.I long for a little lingering hope,even a slither of light.Most of all I'm longing for support,maybe...