Finally a nice day
Last night I had a dream of the Valentine's Day party. In the dream, Anton was there and he had blonde hair, and the floor was full of water. I also dreamed of the 1960's science fiction shows like Doctor Who and Star Trek, with people dressed as space monsters.
I got up, took my morning meds, brushed my teeth, applied lotion on my skin, and did the morning skincare regiment. I got dressed, but the dress bared so much of my bosom cleavage that I got another dress on.
I left at the same time with Elise, she went to her home and I went to see my parents. I called my mother on my way there and asked her if I can come over, she said yes I can. I took a bus over to her home.
It was a bad weather outside, the streets were covered in slush and rain water and hard lumpy ice. It was hard to walk on it and it felt like a grumpy mood weather.
Once at my parents' home, mom let me in. Dad came home later.
It makes me wonder how much my parents have suffered because of me. When I was a kid, my dad used to yell and scream angrily most of the time, like that time I got a card trick wrong and another time when I couldn't finish a crossword puzzle. And my mom used to scream and cry all the time, how much she hates herself. And my brother used to bully me all the time; when he was happy, he made fun of me, when he was unhappy, he raged and yelled at me
I left and went to the bus stop. I picked up garbage, and a woman who got off at the bus stop paid me a compliment.
I went to the support group for people with delusions. There were only the counselor and another visitor, but I had a good time nonetheless.
I wanted to take a bus to the city center, but I missed the first bus and the others were Not in Transmission.
I took a trunk line bus to east, and then another bus to the shopping mall. I looked for new clothes.
I took a train back home, once there I took my evening meds and brushed my teeth and did the evening skincare regiment. I wanted to go to bed naked, but I felt so exposed that I put on a nightie after applying basic lotion on my skin. I also plucked the hairs off my chin.
I went to bed and took my laptop along; I watched The Good Place with the volume on high, and wondered why I heard banging noises coming from the neighbors. I wondered if they were trying to signal to me to turn down the volume.
Tomorrow I will meet my mother, she will give me the first half of the monthly allowance. I will buy hair bleach for myself, a wallet for Elise as a Valentine's Day gift, and also buy treats for Valentine's Day party tomorrow. I also need to pop to the pharmacy to pick up my anti- depressants. My day is going to be mostly shopping.
On Saturday, I will do the weekly housework; tidy up the bathroom, sweep the floor, take out the recycling, and change the towels and bed sheets.
I will hold a Valentine's Day party, a couple of friends will stay for a sleepover, and Elisa will help me bleach my hair roots.
On Sunday, I will go visit my parents, they will give me the weekly allowance. I will go to movies at the local theater, once back home I will clean up after the party.
I got up, took my morning meds, brushed my teeth, applied lotion on my skin, and did the morning skincare regiment. I got dressed, but the dress bared so much of my bosom cleavage that I got another dress on.
I left at the same time with Elise, she went to her home and I went to see my parents. I called my mother on my way there and asked her if I can come over, she said yes I can. I took a bus over to her home.
It was a bad weather outside, the streets were covered in slush and rain water and hard lumpy ice. It was hard to walk on it and it felt like a grumpy mood weather.
Once at my parents' home, mom let me in. Dad came home later.
It makes me wonder how much my parents have suffered because of me. When I was a kid, my dad used to yell and scream angrily most of the time, like that time I got a card trick wrong and another time when I couldn't finish a crossword puzzle. And my mom used to scream and cry all the time, how much she hates herself. And my brother used to bully me all the time; when he was happy, he made fun of me, when he was unhappy, he raged and yelled at me
I left and went to the bus stop. I picked up garbage, and a woman who got off at the bus stop paid me a compliment.
I went to the support group for people with delusions. There were only the counselor and another visitor, but I had a good time nonetheless.
I wanted to take a bus to the city center, but I missed the first bus and the others were Not in Transmission.
I took a trunk line bus to east, and then another bus to the shopping mall. I looked for new clothes.
I took a train back home, once there I took my evening meds and brushed my teeth and did the evening skincare regiment. I wanted to go to bed naked, but I felt so exposed that I put on a nightie after applying basic lotion on my skin. I also plucked the hairs off my chin.
I went to bed and took my laptop along; I watched The Good Place with the volume on high, and wondered why I heard banging noises coming from the neighbors. I wondered if they were trying to signal to me to turn down the volume.
Tomorrow I will meet my mother, she will give me the first half of the monthly allowance. I will buy hair bleach for myself, a wallet for Elise as a Valentine's Day gift, and also buy treats for Valentine's Day party tomorrow. I also need to pop to the pharmacy to pick up my anti- depressants. My day is going to be mostly shopping.
On Saturday, I will do the weekly housework; tidy up the bathroom, sweep the floor, take out the recycling, and change the towels and bed sheets.
I will hold a Valentine's Day party, a couple of friends will stay for a sleepover, and Elisa will help me bleach my hair roots.
On Sunday, I will go visit my parents, they will give me the weekly allowance. I will go to movies at the local theater, once back home I will clean up after the party.