I know that, now. I may be happier with certain situations than with others....But there's only so much that I can do. And I know that. And now I know that I have the strength, I have the *I* to be okay. To be better than okay, eventually. But, okay ( Read more... )

I'm not going to go into all the drama. I'm sick of this being my only forum for such. Yes, I'm having time to spend on here. The first sign that things aren't good. However, those that need to know about it, know about it ( Read more... )

So, yeah. There's drama, but I'm not thinking nor writing about that, presently ( Read more... )

coming home to an empty house. a house that could be so warm a home.... cold and lonely and empty presently. but it DOES have alcohol. which is something i think i'm going to be spending some time with at this time ( Read more... )

ugh. Things just can't stay stable...Like the bloody weather....I can't entirely feel my damn hands right now! It's fucking April, in NEW ORLEANS! It should be like, 90 degrees right now. It was pretty hot 2 days ago, enough so that I had to turn on the air conditioner to sleep....Last night, fucking freezing...Ugh...And everything else with it! ( Read more... )

Ok. So yeah. I've taken one step. I now own a running vehicle, which *crosses fingers* seemingly *crosses toes too as an afterthought* will continue this status. I feel fairly free right now. It's really quite nice ( Read more... )

So as soon as things seem to be okay, again... Steven's back. Car shit sort of sorted out. Money ok -- not great, but ok. Getting my mind back a bit, or at least some of me, some of my strength.... out of the fucking window. Steven's back, but one day good, one day bad....One hour good, the next wretched, actually. Car shit shot to hell. ( Read more... )

So today's a little better. There is a chance that Steven and I will be okay....I need to give him a couple of days to think....I don't have an option, here. But if that's what he needs, then so be it. It's just so fragile with him...So many little random things could flip everything so....truly scary ( Read more... )

So, another day, more hell. More drama. More heartbreak. I'm trying to re-train myself with caps, and whatnot ( Read more... )

so, yeah. i'm not used to this. not used to a journal-type-thing at all, anymore. seeing it like this is odd, due to my odd punctuation, and general writing/talking style. (they tend to be one-in-the-same ( Read more... )