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Sooo now that I have updated my trip I can tell yall whats really going on.
So I had probably the shittest weekend ever. Me and my mom were at each others throats all weekend. It was bad. We said things to each other I never thought we would ever say. So that was tearing me apart. I was so sad all Sunday night that I didn't talk to anybody. I even went somewhere and I didn't even tell anybody where I was. I just wanted to get away.
So I went into work Monday and I was feeling like shit. My stomach was in knots and I could hardly eat anything. I chocked down a pop tart and was hoping that I wasn't going to see it later. So lunch time rolled around and I couldn't eat anything. Even the idea of food made me sick. So I went home after work, went to bed for a bit and I thought I felt better. So I went downstairs and made Mac and Cheese and it took me a hour to eat a few bites because just looking at it made me sick. So I went back to bed. Took a nap. And I got back up. Me and my mom still weren't talking and I hated it. So I finally broke down and started crying and my mom came in to see what was wrong and I tole her and we talked and everything was ok.
Then I started talking to Brian. Things aren't going well in that area. I really don't wanna get to into it yet but as of right now I'm crushed. I cried all night and got sent home from work this morning because I was so upset. I'm hoping that we can get through this. Hoping and Praying.
So that's what has really been going on. My depression has set in and my mom is worried to hell about me. Which considereing the past I see why. But I just want to be alone. Not really in the mood to go out anywhere or talk to anyone. I think you should all know why.
So I had probably the shittest weekend ever. Me and my mom were at each others throats all weekend. It was bad. We said things to each other I never thought we would ever say. So that was tearing me apart. I was so sad all Sunday night that I didn't talk to anybody. I even went somewhere and I didn't even tell anybody where I was. I just wanted to get away.
So I went into work Monday and I was feeling like shit. My stomach was in knots and I could hardly eat anything. I chocked down a pop tart and was hoping that I wasn't going to see it later. So lunch time rolled around and I couldn't eat anything. Even the idea of food made me sick. So I went home after work, went to bed for a bit and I thought I felt better. So I went downstairs and made Mac and Cheese and it took me a hour to eat a few bites because just looking at it made me sick. So I went back to bed. Took a nap. And I got back up. Me and my mom still weren't talking and I hated it. So I finally broke down and started crying and my mom came in to see what was wrong and I tole her and we talked and everything was ok.
Then I started talking to Brian. Things aren't going well in that area. I really don't wanna get to into it yet but as of right now I'm crushed. I cried all night and got sent home from work this morning because I was so upset. I'm hoping that we can get through this. Hoping and Praying.
So that's what has really been going on. My depression has set in and my mom is worried to hell about me. Which considereing the past I see why. But I just want to be alone. Not really in the mood to go out anywhere or talk to anyone. I think you should all know why.