It is another day.  Already the weekend.   I isolated myself today until later in the evening, then I went for coffee with my best friend and one of the older gentleman in our church.  Tonight was the first time my friend and I have talked and I enjoyed it.   Usually I get annoyed or defencive when she talks to me about my bp but this time was very different.  I am so happy about this.   I long for the day when I can be happy about all the things in my life I used to do but have no desire for anymore.   It's been hard pretending my way through life,  while on the inside I've been screaming to get away from it all.    Maybe tommoro I will wake up and this journey called a nightmare will be gone and life won't be foggy anymore!  *sigh*