Jan 07, 2006 01:31
I'm alone. I hate it. I think it's definately the most depressing thing in life.
My mom sent me a present today. It was a late Christmas present.
I loved it. It was perfect. I wanted to call her. I should have called her.
I didn't.
I feel like a robot, like a zombie.
I slept today.
Eric left at 12. I watched T.V. for a while and then started to get tired around 1.
When I woke up it felt like I had slept for 5 minutes... it was 6.
I don't know what's going on but I know I'm tired of it.
I have a doctor's appointment Monday. I'm excited and nervous. I'm excited because maybe he can help. I'm nervous because I don't want it to be like last time where he ran 5 different tests and had no idea what was wrong and then all those tests were billed to me.
I wanted to try and get a pass to the peif this weekend. Maybe take yoga or pilates. Maybe just run and hopefully get all this anger and frustration out.
That sounds like a good idea but that means that I have to spend more money that I don't have.
I don't know... we'll see...