Apr 16, 2010 23:18
I've been really out of it the past few weeks. My glandular fever seems to be getting worse if anything. I've mainly been sleeping 16-20 hours a day, and it's fucking killing me. My lack of ability to do anything has also caused depression to set in. It's all okay really, I'm just... I dunno. The world isn't a great place right now. I'm also missing Richard HARDCORE, as well as the few friendships I feel i haven't let go to ruin. It sucks; i feel as though everyone just sees me as "that girl" now, the one who cancels/pikes on everything. I wish i could somehow help people understand that i'm not being a bitch and ignoring them right now. I just can't do anything!
My sister cut my hair today, to try and fix the damage i did to my fringe a few weeks ago.(i called it Andy Warhol fringe.) Now though? I look like a curly-haired he-man, but in a weird way i'm kind of digging it. It's been ages since i've had short(ish) hair, because my old hairdresser thinks that my face doesn't suit it. This is very thinly (hah) veiled fatphobia. It's subconscious and ingrained, I'm sure, but it still sucks. Getting margy to do it was only a cost-cutting option since I have zero cash - I'm trying to pay off my credit card debt before spending anything else. One of the good things about being a hermit means I'm not spending a lot of money right now though, so that's a plus I guess... I've paid $3000 from my debt since getting back to Brisbane, and that's fucking impressive on a Centrelink budget.
Anyway, that's all.
mental health,
hair,
health