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Yep, I still feel like shit...still worried sick, still broke as hell, still upset the phone is turned off. Most of the urges seem to have faded for now though, which is a very good thing. Even better, I haven't given in to them.
I feel so helpless right now. I have friends who need help, but I can't do shit for them, other than just listen when they need to vent...we can't do anything for our financial situation right now, so we can't help anyone else out with money.
*heavy sigh* I just want things to work. I've been tempted to try to contact damn near everyone I know and see if there's some kind of work I can do for them in exchange for a little cash. I have a feeling its not going to happen, but I don't know of anything else I can do.
I've still got the biopsy comming up...23 days away....my poor boobs, they've been through so much shit lately.
It doesn't help that I've been out of cigarettes all day...I got desperate enough to bum a few out of Jason's pack (not his usual ones)...they damn near made me sick. Don't throw that 'since you're out, its a good time to quit' crap at me either, I may have to bite your head off. I do want to quit, but I have to feel totally ready for it, otherwise I'll be a seething bundle of neurotic bitch, and I know no one wants that. I'll wait till someone gets here or Jason wakes up...and really be careful with the next pack I get.
I feel so helpless right now. I have friends who need help, but I can't do shit for them, other than just listen when they need to vent...we can't do anything for our financial situation right now, so we can't help anyone else out with money.
*heavy sigh* I just want things to work. I've been tempted to try to contact damn near everyone I know and see if there's some kind of work I can do for them in exchange for a little cash. I have a feeling its not going to happen, but I don't know of anything else I can do.
I've still got the biopsy comming up...23 days away....my poor boobs, they've been through so much shit lately.
It doesn't help that I've been out of cigarettes all day...I got desperate enough to bum a few out of Jason's pack (not his usual ones)...they damn near made me sick. Don't throw that 'since you're out, its a good time to quit' crap at me either, I may have to bite your head off. I do want to quit, but I have to feel totally ready for it, otherwise I'll be a seething bundle of neurotic bitch, and I know no one wants that. I'll wait till someone gets here or Jason wakes up...and really be careful with the next pack I get.