Jun 05, 2005 14:26
I feel shitty and obsessive. I'm worried about my skin. I have these bumps that will not go away. I think my facial stuff isn't working. That makes me angry.
It's hot. I hate my bras. I need new ones. Anyone up for shopping?
Geeze, more middle-class whining. What the hell do I have to complain about? Apparently everything.
My grandfather, who is a shrink, just gave me a pot talk. He said I was more likely to 'opt out' if I try it. I appreciate his concern, but... I dunno. It really annoyed me. It came out of nowhere and it caught me off guard. I feel alone.