I can hate your girl. I can tell you that she's real pretty.

May 05, 2007 20:11

Wa-ooo.

At this moment, nothing seems possible. For a while there, all things were up. No things were down. Even though I wasn't getting a job, and there wasn't any money coming in, California still seemed a soon possibility.
I can tell you, literally, that everything changed last night while I was sleeping. When I woke up this morning I was back to the old thoughts.
I don't know if it's because I was ripped off of the medication because the doctor never called back Walgreens or me.
But today when I opened my eyes there was the anxiety again. The fear of the day. Then when I finally tore myself out of bed I looked in the mirror and hated what I saw.
I've gained half the weight I lost back because I can't stop eating either. My face looks puffy again, my tummy feels puffy again. Even my hair seems dryer and crinklier. Clothes just seem to fit awkwardly.
Uhhhhhhhh sigh.
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