As The World Turns...
Hmm, let's see.
I'm doing...okay, I guess. I'm dealing with a lot of shit (related to the last two weeks), but I'm doing the best I can.
I'm going to my therapist/counselor/whatever. I'm in a 12-step group.
I'm trying to spend a lot of time distracting myself.
Couple nights a week at the bar, a lot of time doped up on sleeping pills.
It's been suggested I maybe get on some kind of medication (another antidepressant or an anti-anxiety drug) to get me through the next couple of months.
I'm trying not to obsess. I can't change the past, and I've done what I can to influence the future. I can't dontrol other people, and I can't spend the rest of my life being bitter over being screwed over.
I talked to my brother, and that was good, and he had some good insight on the whole thing. I'm curious to see if his predictions for the future come true. Hopefully, whatever happens, I'll know what's right.
Sheena and I went to see That New Guy's band play on Friday night. They didn't suck.
So, yeah. I dunno. I'm trying.