like your so perfect, and I can't measure up. well I'm not perfect, just all messed up
I started loosing my vision today at work. Everything got blurry and I couldn't focus on anything/see straight. I got an anxiety attack and started crying and thought my last vision ever was going to be those fuckin shoes. About a 1/2 hr later I got a huge migraine. Terry came into Boston and brought me to MGH eye/ear infirmary. They did a ton of shit, put drops in my eyes that really blinded/numbed my eyes more, and told me that it’s pretty common for people with migraines to loose vision, even though I've been getting migraines for the majority of my life. My current lifestyle made it worse apparently (drinking, not sleeping/eating, stress) and my body is literally shutting down on me and giving me clear signs that I need to not be an idiot anymore. The stress is the worse part though, because its something I really can't control. I'm surrounded by losers. Speaking of those, and scary text messages from guys, that whole thing is getting out of hand I'm starting to get semi-nervous about my mini-stalker that won't leave me alone and wished I had some tough friends to get rid of it since what I'm saying really isn't working. When did it become okay to bitch out a girl? You must feel like such a man afterwards. Tonight I brought my blind ass to ashley's house to see her/kristin and cheer up my love...again. This day was too long. Things are not good. I need help this time, seriously. I need fitchburg. end. ♥