Dec 09, 2006 05:00
So it turned out that the pregnancy test was faulty and my mom is actually not pregnant.
I'm feeling.....well odd. Not bummed per se, but just not myself. Maybe I'm still too dependant, even though I'm trying my absolute best not to be. Maybe I'm just going through withdrawl, which is just as pathetic. I think it's mostly that Evan is so stressed and I can't do anything to help. I just have to kinda sit there and let him deal. I feel sort of helpless.
I think I am one of those people that thrive off of helping other people. I hate when I can't help someone solve their problem or find an alternative solution. Maybe I'm just too much of a mother hen.