Okay, well, everyone should know that I did achieve my mini-goal of the day yesterday, and I am quite pleased with myself for doing so.
Today's goal: Follow up with psychiatrist, and if no, get a number for a second one.
Bonus goal: Pack for Toledo (leaving tomorrow!)
I am having major major regrets/self hatred today about what I did to my hair on Monday. I have been able to talk myself out of it a dozen other times when I almost hacked it all off, and this time, I just couldn't do it, and so now, I cry. I look at myself and I cry. I have this weird my hair is too thick mushroom thing going on right now. I had it when I was a senior in high school and I have it again. I hate it.
I am having a weird mood day in addition to my hair thing. Part of me wants to break down in tears, as I kind of feel like I have no choice and that is the only thing that is going to work for me right now. I also have a racing heart and I want to scream and rock back and forth under my desk like I really am a crazy person. Maybe I am a crazy person? I have no idea.
All that I know right now is that I have been constantly having a tough time with life in general, which I hate. Granted, I guess that is to be expected considering what I have going on right now. I mean, it is not the easiest situation in the world to be a fresh "sick person," or whatever it is that I really am. It is all new to me in general, and it sucks a fat one.
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