tues night july 9 2013 8 30 p.m
hTis is going to be my night time journal. Still at sis of course, feel just a very little bit better, not much and im so afraid. So worried about everything. Havnt been on here in a LONG TIME no internet or computer, sis went to eat w her son, me and bro in law watching movies and such. Still am almost in featal positon, thought I would cry this morning, thank god for the meds I have. Im so screwed in every way. Not used to any of this. I guess im spoiled, son is determained to stay in that hell hole w no a/c. even when it gets fixed, not going right back. 3rdfloor brick old bldng, its got to be at leaste 90 plus in there. He is so stubborn. Im an still in diar need of
hTis is going to be my night time journal. Still at sis of course, feel just a very little bit better, not much and im so afraid. So worried about everything. Havnt been on here in a LONG TIME no internet or computer, sis went to eat w her son, me and bro in law watching movies and such. Still am almost in featal positon, thought I would cry this morning, thank god for the meds I have. Im so screwed in every way. Not used to any of this. I guess im spoiled, son is determained to stay in that hell hole w no a/c. even when it gets fixed, not going right back. 3rd floor brick old bldng, its got to be at leaste 90 plus in there. He is so stubborn. Im an still in diar need of some hugs or something. I just want to cry, but scared I wont ever and I mean ever stop. I cant even think strait lately. Cant talk to b.f. he is not hearing it. I REALY HATE THIS BED OF MY OWN MAKING its so bumpy and hard and hot and I cant get out of it. Oh that bed. And I cant seem to get off that self made bed. Would or could use some support. I just hate my life. When is it my turn to be happy. All I ever did was take care of kids and etc….. and still w the youngest. I feel like I don’t care about ANYTHING. Oh well that’s the way it goes w me. That’s all I got for nowmoore maybe later. Ok by for now.
some hugs or something. I just want to cry, but scared I wont ever and I mean ever stop. I cant even think strait lately. Cant talk to b.f. he is not hearing it. I REALY HATE THIS BED OF MY OWN MAKING its so bumpy and hard and hot and I cant get out of it. Oh that bed. And I cant seem to get off that self made bed. Would or could use some support. I just hate my life. When is it my turn to be happy. All I ever did was take care of kids and etc….. and still w the youngest. I feel like I don’t care about ANYTHING. Oh well that’s the way it goes w me. That’s all I got for nowmoore maybe later. Ok by for now.
hTis is going to be my night time journal. Still at sis of course, feel just a very little bit better, not much and im so afraid. So worried about everything. Havnt been on here in a LONG TIME no internet or computer, sis went to eat w her son, me and bro in law watching movies and such. Still am almost in featal positon, thought I would cry this morning, thank god for the meds I have. Im so screwed in every way. Not used to any of this. I guess im spoiled, son is determained to stay in that hell hole w no a/c. even when it gets fixed, not going right back. 3rd floor brick old bldng, its got to be at leaste 90 plus in there. He is so stubborn. Im an still in diar need of some hugs or something. I just want to cry, but scared I wont ever and I mean ever stop. I cant even think strait lately. Cant talk to b.f. he is not hearing it. I REALY HATE THIS BED OF MY OWN MAKING its so bumpy and hard and hot and I cant get out of it. Oh that bed. And I cant seem to get off that self made bed. Would or could use some support. I just hate my life. When is it my turn to be happy. All I ever did was take care of kids and etc….. and still w the youngest. I feel like I don’t care about ANYTHING. Oh well that’s the way it goes w me. That’s all I got for nowmoore maybe later. Ok by for now.
some hugs or something. I just want to cry, but scared I wont ever and I mean ever stop. I cant even think strait lately. Cant talk to b.f. he is not hearing it. I REALY HATE THIS BED OF MY OWN MAKING its so bumpy and hard and hot and I cant get out of it. Oh that bed. And I cant seem to get off that self made bed. Would or could use some support. I just hate my life. When is it my turn to be happy. All I ever did was take care of kids and etc….. and still w the youngest. I feel like I don’t care about ANYTHING. Oh well that’s the way it goes w me. That’s all I got for nowmoore maybe later. Ok by for now.
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