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it kills me to know i'm going to lose one of the people i'm closest to forever because he doesn't realize how many people care about him.
for some unknown reason, he's already given up on speaking to me unless i force him to.
it really depresses me.
on another note, thanks to everyone who made my birthday amazing.
Andy bought me this really pretty bracelet. I loves it. :)
Christmas is friday. Fuck that.
I called out of work today. I have to go for medical testing and whatnot.
Pretty much what's going on is I have a weird form of hypoglycemia. Meaning, I eat something and my body runs through the energy from said food in record time. So I am completely drained, but I can't eat more because I'm still full.
When they tested my sugar the other day, 2 hours after I had a huge lunch, it was at 52. It should be somewhere around 100. That soon after eating, it should be even higher.
So, bad news bears, I'm falling apart, nothing new.
Andy and I are moving soon. I'm excited about that. And we're going to get Peachy a brother next week. Sam is too perfect. Another pit, of course.
Things are falling apart as they're coming together.
Happy soon to be new year.
2010 will be nothing like the last.
I won't fight for something that was never mine. I won't take things I had no right in going near. I won't hurt people unless they hurt me....all the same promises none of us ever keep.
I'm not trying anymore.
I'm just succeeding.
for some unknown reason, he's already given up on speaking to me unless i force him to.
it really depresses me.
on another note, thanks to everyone who made my birthday amazing.
Andy bought me this really pretty bracelet. I loves it. :)
Christmas is friday. Fuck that.
I called out of work today. I have to go for medical testing and whatnot.
Pretty much what's going on is I have a weird form of hypoglycemia. Meaning, I eat something and my body runs through the energy from said food in record time. So I am completely drained, but I can't eat more because I'm still full.
When they tested my sugar the other day, 2 hours after I had a huge lunch, it was at 52. It should be somewhere around 100. That soon after eating, it should be even higher.
So, bad news bears, I'm falling apart, nothing new.
Andy and I are moving soon. I'm excited about that. And we're going to get Peachy a brother next week. Sam is too perfect. Another pit, of course.
Things are falling apart as they're coming together.
Happy soon to be new year.
2010 will be nothing like the last.
I won't fight for something that was never mine. I won't take things I had no right in going near. I won't hurt people unless they hurt me....all the same promises none of us ever keep.
I'm not trying anymore.
I'm just succeeding.