And there's nothing wrong with me.. this is how I'm supposed to be.
I just came out of my room to see Josh kick the dog, and hear the dog yelp. Man that fucked with my head. If it was my choice, I wouldn't let him over here anymore. But that would devastate Pixie. I think I need to get back into therapy, so that I can work through the age-old issues with my father. Because things like that leave me shaking, and that's no good.
A lot's been going on but I'm tired, and due to daylight savings time I now have even less hours before I have to meet my sponsor in Delray to work on steps. I have to be there at eight, an ungodly hour to begin with, nevermind the fact that in my mind it's freaking seven. Then there's the 9:15 meeting, which I believe I'll go to because I won't have time to go to an evening meeting, what with having to work and all. So.. all recent goings-on will have to be written about another time.
A lot's been going on but I'm tired, and due to daylight savings time I now have even less hours before I have to meet my sponsor in Delray to work on steps. I have to be there at eight, an ungodly hour to begin with, nevermind the fact that in my mind it's freaking seven. Then there's the 9:15 meeting, which I believe I'll go to because I won't have time to go to an evening meeting, what with having to work and all. So.. all recent goings-on will have to be written about another time.