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I'm drained. Today for sure, but I have a feeling this isn't going to go away in a day or two. I should've known it was coming though. Mentally I cannot function, there is so much going on in my head that writing or talking doesn't help, I don't even know where to start. Everything gets mushed together, my memory is continuing to be less effective. Physically I seem to be slowly falling apart. Lack of sleep, lack of motivation to exercise, random aches and pains. I found out that I bruise pretty easily which doesn't really bother me but people like to ask questions so that's not always a good thing. Ugh. I know that I worry more than the average person but there's no changing that. Just need to find balance.
I had a decent weekend. Probably drank a little too much which leads to more issues as my Gran and my aunt and even my mom have said that I go out too much, drink too much and that I might be starting where my alcoholic brother left off. Ouch. I obviously don't agree, my brother and I are nothing alike in that respect. Sometimes it goes a little too far but those moments are few & far between, I'm more partial to sleeping in my own bed at night that I cut myself off so I can drive home. Responsible to a point I guess. Anyway, I was out all weekend, I had plans but I think I was trying to avoid the BS at home too. I feel so bad for my mom but there's nothing I can really do. I'm supportive, try to make her laugh, listen and say what I feel but all that only goes so far.
Today just sucks. I'm done with today after only 4 hours of consciousness, semi or not. Fast forward.
I had a decent weekend. Probably drank a little too much which leads to more issues as my Gran and my aunt and even my mom have said that I go out too much, drink too much and that I might be starting where my alcoholic brother left off. Ouch. I obviously don't agree, my brother and I are nothing alike in that respect. Sometimes it goes a little too far but those moments are few & far between, I'm more partial to sleeping in my own bed at night that I cut myself off so I can drive home. Responsible to a point I guess. Anyway, I was out all weekend, I had plans but I think I was trying to avoid the BS at home too. I feel so bad for my mom but there's nothing I can really do. I'm supportive, try to make her laugh, listen and say what I feel but all that only goes so far.
Today just sucks. I'm done with today after only 4 hours of consciousness, semi or not. Fast forward.