sooo... this week. interesting it has been.
It's Sunday now.
I can't believe how fast it all went by.
Well let's start last weekend. Dan and I broke up.
We spent the week prior to this cleaning a house we were going to move into, and could still possibly be moving into in 10 months to a year from now.
So this house was at the beginning of the week going to house us (Dan Molly and i), Corey,chops,and indie. At the end of the week every body in the world can feel free to move in.
This all was a catalyst to an apparently large amount of shit that both me and Dan had pent up against each other. We broke up.
This hole woodinville house thing is being brought on by the fact that my parents are getting a divorce, therefore they can't afford to help us out any more. So we are bouts to be homeless.
We wrote off our fight and break up as being an effect of the red sun and moon we had all day and night that day. Got back together.
Now all that stress is making it near impossible to meet all of Mollys needs. That in conjunction with the stress has put me at my wits end. I had a good mind to throw my life away and run again. I let my mom get in my head about adoption again and that caused us to fight again. FYI that fight was last night. This past week I was diagnosed w/ fibromyalgia and a uti.
So not only have I at this point last night have I gone completely madd but I'm in so much pain I need to go to the ER. I can't listen to Molly scream. any more. So I tell Dan I want him without her.
Bad idea.
This statement blew our fight into even more dangerous waters.
Who's daughter is she any ways? He screams at me
And then Doug got brought up.( in the past week kissy has talked to him, he wwants to give me doja back) "your eyes lit up when you heard he was trying to contact you" I can
still feel the searing pain of the truth of that accusation.
Don't know if I'm ready to tread those waters.
"at least he beat me" was what I wanted to say. But that makes no sense.
I'm so sick. I'm the monster not him.
Dan and molly, my mom and Leo, everybody.....
No one deserves my sickness or my torments. But I'm so selfish I can't let them go.
That resin smeared razor looks comforting right about now.
Everything is fine though, we are moving to silverlake (s. Everett) with his dad, he's going to make sure we are provided for, and taken care of. We are still together and we still love eachother...
Fuck, school starts in a month. And stan is dieing of brain cancer. -cries- I hope I can work through all this
I can't believe how fast it all went by.
Well let's start last weekend. Dan and I broke up.
We spent the week prior to this cleaning a house we were going to move into, and could still possibly be moving into in 10 months to a year from now.
So this house was at the beginning of the week going to house us (Dan Molly and i), Corey,chops,and indie. At the end of the week every body in the world can feel free to move in.
This all was a catalyst to an apparently large amount of shit that both me and Dan had pent up against each other. We broke up.
This hole woodinville house thing is being brought on by the fact that my parents are getting a divorce, therefore they can't afford to help us out any more. So we are bouts to be homeless.
We wrote off our fight and break up as being an effect of the red sun and moon we had all day and night that day. Got back together.
Now all that stress is making it near impossible to meet all of Mollys needs. That in conjunction with the stress has put me at my wits end. I had a good mind to throw my life away and run again. I let my mom get in my head about adoption again and that caused us to fight again. FYI that fight was last night. This past week I was diagnosed w/ fibromyalgia and a uti.
So not only have I at this point last night have I gone completely madd but I'm in so much pain I need to go to the ER. I can't listen to Molly scream. any more. So I tell Dan I want him without her.
Bad idea.
This statement blew our fight into even more dangerous waters.
Who's daughter is she any ways? He screams at me
And then Doug got brought up.( in the past week kissy has talked to him, he wwants to give me doja back) "your eyes lit up when you heard he was trying to contact you" I can
still feel the searing pain of the truth of that accusation.
Don't know if I'm ready to tread those waters.
"at least he beat me" was what I wanted to say. But that makes no sense.
I'm so sick. I'm the monster not him.
Dan and molly, my mom and Leo, everybody.....
No one deserves my sickness or my torments. But I'm so selfish I can't let them go.
That resin smeared razor looks comforting right about now.
Everything is fine though, we are moving to silverlake (s. Everett) with his dad, he's going to make sure we are provided for, and taken care of. We are still together and we still love eachother...
Fuck, school starts in a month. And stan is dieing of brain cancer. -cries- I hope I can work through all this