I think I need to accept that LJ is dead.
I weigh less, I eat less, that means when I go out I should certainly DRINK less. Now I want to puke my guts and ass up and out.
I don't want to do anything today. Maybe I'll take a shower or something to feel better. I've been taking turns "watching" my grandma lately so I'm not around as much. She's mostly ok except she is scared to be alone once it gets dark. Her hallucinations have either stopped completely because of this new medication she is on or she's learned to conceal things a little better. She knows when she tells us she's seeing people that aren't there we may end up taking her to the hospital. I'd be quiet too. That has to be so scary. I feel like there are a lot of small words in this post.
It sure is nice to have all the windows open. I just wish the carpet would dry. In a drunken stupor I passed out in the bathtub and it overflowed and flooded the fucking living room. At the same time, miles away, my brother, in a drunken stupor, flooded his house with a washing machine. Coincidence? I think not!
I don't want to do anything today. Maybe I'll take a shower or something to feel better. I've been taking turns "watching" my grandma lately so I'm not around as much. She's mostly ok except she is scared to be alone once it gets dark. Her hallucinations have either stopped completely because of this new medication she is on or she's learned to conceal things a little better. She knows when she tells us she's seeing people that aren't there we may end up taking her to the hospital. I'd be quiet too. That has to be so scary. I feel like there are a lot of small words in this post.
It sure is nice to have all the windows open. I just wish the carpet would dry. In a drunken stupor I passed out in the bathtub and it overflowed and flooded the fucking living room. At the same time, miles away, my brother, in a drunken stupor, flooded his house with a washing machine. Coincidence? I think not!