Nov 18, 2009 20:08
Gotta unload somehow. And I still fail at talking to people.
Grandpa last Tuesday.
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Friday should have been a 21st birthday party, he never made it this far.
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I have no way of paying rent next month
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all my other anxiety compounded
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I've reached the numb part. I seem to remember that being numb was the bad part.
Then again, it feels somewhat easier. Except for the anchor in my chest. Oh, and my body reacts to my stress/anxiety. So walking is also getting more difficult. Moving in general really.
Not really certain where I am anymore.
I keep feelin glike this isn't a good place to be, but it feels better than the alternative.