Jun 12, 2006 00:01
I still haven’t talked to him. This is honestly killing me. I haven’t gone a day without talking to him at least once since March. The longest I’ve gone without seeing him is two weeks. I really don’t know what to do with myself.
My mom takes me out and keeps me busy doing stupid things like putting pieces of my new quilt together and helping cook dinner. She knows that this is killing me. I don’t even have to tell her that. My dad however, is just annoyed with the fact that I’m “dealing with all this shit so badly.” He only partially blames Aaron. He also doesn’t fully understand why I’m upset. I guess it’s just a guy thing.
My last resort is just to sit and wait even when all I want to do is pick him up and go to the beach for a week. Could that possibly be the solution? Just a vacation from life to de-stress.
QUOTE:
“Here's a rule I recommend: Never practice two vices at once.” -Tallulah Bankhead