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threeplusfireOh, I have a working stereo in my car! You don't understand it has been so long, and I just dislike driving in silence, driving in general. But now there is a radio and a cd player and I can sing along! Oh the joy. It's a little thing and silly, but it has made my day.
I talked to my mother this afternoon and ran errands for her as she is ill too. (I am feeling much better) Seems that things with my father are worse than I imagined, and for the first time in my life I'm scared that I could lose him. I don't know how to deal with this right now, I'm trying not to think to hard or worry. It's so stressful. Things have been hard on my family, and we're finally at a point where my parents could say they've accomplished something and they should be happy... but they aren't. Something is wrong and I don't know what to do.
I don't want to stay home and think about this, but I can't reach anyone by telephone. Guess I'll drive down to Metro and sit there for a while. Though I will be tempted to smoke. Damn. I need to sit down and think about the letter P. sent to me. I read it last night in the bath tub, and I cried so hard I thought my chest would break. I just don't know what to do about anyone anymore.
I've been thinking and thinking, and nothing gets any easier...
I talked to my mother this afternoon and ran errands for her as she is ill too. (I am feeling much better) Seems that things with my father are worse than I imagined, and for the first time in my life I'm scared that I could lose him. I don't know how to deal with this right now, I'm trying not to think to hard or worry. It's so stressful. Things have been hard on my family, and we're finally at a point where my parents could say they've accomplished something and they should be happy... but they aren't. Something is wrong and I don't know what to do.
I don't want to stay home and think about this, but I can't reach anyone by telephone. Guess I'll drive down to Metro and sit there for a while. Though I will be tempted to smoke. Damn. I need to sit down and think about the letter P. sent to me. I read it last night in the bath tub, and I cried so hard I thought my chest would break. I just don't know what to do about anyone anymore.
I've been thinking and thinking, and nothing gets any easier...