Nov 20, 2006 10:40
Got taken to hospital this morning in an ambulance, and for some reason, i'm sitting at my desk at work...
I can't concentrate.
This weekend has been positively shit.
I managed to ruin Chris' 21st birthday weekend in one foul swoop, and I really didn't mean to. I feel fucking terrible about it.
Saturday was boring as hell, but Chris enjoyed playing with all of his new presents.
Sunday was extremely shite and apparently today is going to follow suit.
I really can't handle all of this...
I've got to find a new job, do all of the house bits, we've got to save an awful lot of money in a short period of time, my parents are on the verge of splitting up...
I don't want to do this anymore. I can't do it all at once.
Chris has a short fuse with me at the moment, I keep doing everything wrong, and I don't know how to stop. I don't mean to, but i'm stupid so I do. I help too much, I care too much, I'm obviously just no good. God knows why he's still with me, I know if I could get away from myself I would. Maybe he's finally had enough? who knows... I suppose we shall see.
I can't belive i'm moving house, and so far away.
Although I very much doubt anyone will even notice i'm gone....
I HATE feeling like this, its been a long time since I have, but I didn't miss it.