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I hate stress.
Now, I know that sounds kind of contrived, and a little bit obvious, but when things build up and continue to build, that may be the only appropriate phrase.
So, I hate stress.
Not only does it add to my anxiety issues, it makes me unable to sleep at night, as evidenced by the fact that I am writing this entry while I am wide awake at 3 am, and I only got 5 hours of sleep last night. Also, I have trouble concentrating, and I worry about five times more than usual. If you know me at all, you know that's a lot of worrying.
And things aren't seeming to look up anytime soon.
Bill's cell phone was stolen last night; and he's still in Pennsylvania. So not only is he far away from me physically, I can barely even talk to him, and he has to pay $50 to get a new phone. Bastards.
Also, I decided today that I may have to take a leave of absence next semester from school. I already have no money, and if I want any sort of shot at getting a new car, I have to work more than 19 hours a week. Also, I feel that all this stress is really putting a damper on my academics and I need to focus on getting my life straightened out. I have talked to my boss at Wegmans about getting more hours, but she won't give me any. The store here is just too small to accomodate it. However, moving back home may be a bigger issue than staying here. Tomorrow, my mom moves out of our two bedroom apartment into a studio with her new boyfriend, which eliminates any home for me to go back to. So, in essence, my decision is made that much harder by having no car and no place to live.
I haven't made any decisions yet, and I would hate to leave school after working so hard to get here, but I really need a car, so sacrifices may have to be made.
I'm really hoping that once Bill comes back from PA, my stress level will reduce a bit. All I need is a hug and a kiss from the man I love.
Not to mention I learned some kickass relaxation techniques from the Healthguards Destressing seminar.
Stress and life can kiss my ass.
Now, I know that sounds kind of contrived, and a little bit obvious, but when things build up and continue to build, that may be the only appropriate phrase.
So, I hate stress.
Not only does it add to my anxiety issues, it makes me unable to sleep at night, as evidenced by the fact that I am writing this entry while I am wide awake at 3 am, and I only got 5 hours of sleep last night. Also, I have trouble concentrating, and I worry about five times more than usual. If you know me at all, you know that's a lot of worrying.
And things aren't seeming to look up anytime soon.
Bill's cell phone was stolen last night; and he's still in Pennsylvania. So not only is he far away from me physically, I can barely even talk to him, and he has to pay $50 to get a new phone. Bastards.
Also, I decided today that I may have to take a leave of absence next semester from school. I already have no money, and if I want any sort of shot at getting a new car, I have to work more than 19 hours a week. Also, I feel that all this stress is really putting a damper on my academics and I need to focus on getting my life straightened out. I have talked to my boss at Wegmans about getting more hours, but she won't give me any. The store here is just too small to accomodate it. However, moving back home may be a bigger issue than staying here. Tomorrow, my mom moves out of our two bedroom apartment into a studio with her new boyfriend, which eliminates any home for me to go back to. So, in essence, my decision is made that much harder by having no car and no place to live.
I haven't made any decisions yet, and I would hate to leave school after working so hard to get here, but I really need a car, so sacrifices may have to be made.
I'm really hoping that once Bill comes back from PA, my stress level will reduce a bit. All I need is a hug and a kiss from the man I love.
Not to mention I learned some kickass relaxation techniques from the Healthguards Destressing seminar.
Stress and life can kiss my ass.