why hello again...

Sometimes, I think I just can not go on living, but then I do. And sometimes, I wish I could just be numb, but I keep feeling ( Read more... )

I think I may have had some sort of panic attack at work the other day. I mean, of course I've had them before, but this was different somehow. I felt all skittish and shaky, like my blood sugar was low or something, and this intense feeling of accompanying sadness. I don't think I'd eaten, so maybe that's all it was, but I felt weird ( Read more... )

It is now 2:27 AM and Tristan refuses to go to sleep. I swear.

So, Tristy turned FIVE last Wednesday, and he will be starting kindergarten in September. Exciting stuff ( Read more... )

So, granted I'm a little on edge since stopping all my meds, but what the hell man?

The day after I tell madre that I went off everything, I'm sleeping. It's about 9-10ish? and she comes in and tells me she just called my Dr. and told them that I stopped all my meds without supervision, and that she demands they make an appointment for me THAT ( Read more... )

So I went cold turkey off all my meds about a week ago. I feel violent. Mostly I'm just sick of my mother calling me a bitch and thinking she knows everything and that my meds 'don't work.' We'll see soon enough how well they worked ( Read more... )

It's been a while, yes I know. I have three goddamn journals now on various sites, and quite frankly, my life just isn't interesting enough to warrant three journals. Hell, I doubt I'm interesting enough to warrant a journal.

But anyway..

I've been itching for something new with my hair, and tonight I finally sheared it. I'd post pictures, but I' ( Read more... )

I've decided I'm resentful about keeping things to myself. About home, eating, what I think, feel, do to myself... So I've decided to un-lock every single entry and let everyone see how wonderful life really is. Don't get me wrong, I'm stable. Meds seem to be doing their job for the most part.. But I'm tired of keeping all this shit in my head, or ( Read more... )

Friday night, he calls me. After hearing nothing for the entire week, when I absolutely expected him to call me the next day and A)play it off. 'I was so drunk, what happened?' B)think that we were now dating or I am in love with him because of the kiss. C)pretend nothing happened and try to act like everything is a-ok ( Read more... )