ok. so im oficially fucked up. i have to go back to therapy once a week so they can keep track of me. i cut myself last week for the first time in over a year and a half. and im slowly putting the pieces together and they dont look so good. the stress of working 13 hour days alternating days and nights every two days got to me. my chrones disease caught up w me and ive been undergoing tests all month. t
had an awesome weekend. for once. mike from work took me to hemmingways for the best dinner i have had in years. we then went to see phantom which was not the best one id seen but theatre none the less. that night we had trouble getting into bars, it was st pats so we ended up having people over and partying till 4am. next morning D and i met up at my apt to have our special "relaxation" day. we ende
i guess i forget to update, i guess sometimes i dont care...gosh that seems shitty. just really busy busting my ass at work and going nuts about my social life and my boys. the usual.
i shouldnt have to do this i dont want to do this but kyle is on the warpath and i have no clue how far hell go friends lock on the lj, which sucks, cause not all my friends have lj hopefully its temporary im tired of this shit
it is 8 and im ready for bed, thats pathetic. no really. today was my first official day of work. it was 9 hours of powerpoint hell and im fucking tired. the end. no really, the end. im going to bed.
