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Your Junkie Ex-Boyfriend Is Such A Drag.
Apr. 30th, 2006 02:22 amWell, it was a mostly good day I would say. I didn't really feel too off which was a very good thing. There were a few snags along the way, but I think I resolved them before I went out tonight. I was really on edge when I got home tonight and flew off the handle at dad because he threw a bottle of gatorade at my cat. After ranting for a bit and a shitty apology I sat in my quiet room for a while. Probably shouldn't have freaked out like that but at the same time I don't feel bad about it at all. Dad sucks with the animals and I didn't want him to get away with it this time. The whole damn thing was retarded.
As I type this entry I'm also realising that I've written everyday for the past week. This is a great accomplishment for me, even though slightly dumb because I'm not really saying anything too terribly important.
Although I think Heath was right, if it weren't important to me I wouldn't mention any of it. I really appreciate all of the people that are around me. Not that I didn't appreciate you all before, but sometimes the tiniest bit of reassurance can do so much for me. I'm very fragile lately and I really wonder if I'm not on the verge of another major breakdown. I think I'll be fine though, just as long as I keep myself relatively busy and refrain from isolating myself. I need to keep allowing myself to open up to people otherwise I'll end up in a bad place again and I would rather not do that.
Shit, I just remembered that I don't have any allergy medication. Guess I'll just have to go without it for tonight, even though it is against my better judgement. I probably should go see if there is any extra in the bathroom, but I'm too busy staring at the television and hating what I see. I've decided that celebrities should not be able to make cosmetics because the entire idea is retarded. Maybe I'm just sick of celebrity endorsed/created products. We don't need another clothing line or fragrance with your name on it. Lauren Hutton I do not want to buy your goddamn 'face disk' make-up set. I fucking hate infomercials and the girls gone wild ads.
As I type this entry I'm also realising that I've written everyday for the past week. This is a great accomplishment for me, even though slightly dumb because I'm not really saying anything too terribly important.
Although I think Heath was right, if it weren't important to me I wouldn't mention any of it. I really appreciate all of the people that are around me. Not that I didn't appreciate you all before, but sometimes the tiniest bit of reassurance can do so much for me. I'm very fragile lately and I really wonder if I'm not on the verge of another major breakdown. I think I'll be fine though, just as long as I keep myself relatively busy and refrain from isolating myself. I need to keep allowing myself to open up to people otherwise I'll end up in a bad place again and I would rather not do that.
Shit, I just remembered that I don't have any allergy medication. Guess I'll just have to go without it for tonight, even though it is against my better judgement. I probably should go see if there is any extra in the bathroom, but I'm too busy staring at the television and hating what I see. I've decided that celebrities should not be able to make cosmetics because the entire idea is retarded. Maybe I'm just sick of celebrity endorsed/created products. We don't need another clothing line or fragrance with your name on it. Lauren Hutton I do not want to buy your goddamn 'face disk' make-up set. I fucking hate infomercials and the girls gone wild ads.
