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I'm sick when I wake up and weepy as the day goes on, but it takes a punch to the face to get me down. I like who I am at work, but not who I am at home. No. Let me ammend that. I like how I socialize at work, but not how I do at home. I'm feeling shy and uninteresting around the new housemates and I let them talk while I'll listen. I'm having a harder time engaging them, but I'm not just staying in my room like I did in the other house. But at work, and, shit, on my way to work I am inquesative, friendly and intentionally charming. But I am feeling better and like I am improving wth my recent lack of confidence and awkwardness, so I guess I'll focus on that.
I ran into my mom on the way home last night. It was great seeing her. We both lost our phones and are hard to get a hold of these days. My mom is crazy and hard to relate to, but the bonds of motherly love are hard to break and hse does nothing if she doens't love these kids of her's. I helped her with her online problems and told her about going to Coral's church. She thinks Coral's church is culty and Michael's church is like a business school. That was pretty funny to hear. She's gotten a sense of humor in the last few years. I made plans to see her on Saturday, when I have some money.
Off to work.
I ran into my mom on the way home last night. It was great seeing her. We both lost our phones and are hard to get a hold of these days. My mom is crazy and hard to relate to, but the bonds of motherly love are hard to break and hse does nothing if she doens't love these kids of her's. I helped her with her online problems and told her about going to Coral's church. She thinks Coral's church is culty and Michael's church is like a business school. That was pretty funny to hear. She's gotten a sense of humor in the last few years. I made plans to see her on Saturday, when I have some money.
Off to work.