the shit keeps spinnin' round
sometimes i get incredibly short of breath. like it's the most difficult thing in the world to just breathe. a lot of times i notice my shoulders slightly raised carrying this incredible tension. then my mind thinks about horrible shit and it's like this trap for my head where I create these uber-dramatic episodes and it becomes this pain that just fills me up from top to bottom.
during these times i just want to be held. as strange as it sounds, it's all i want. like that would just ease all the pain away and whomever is holding me will just tell me that it's all going to be all right.
i hate these private freak out moments.
i think i've been pretty angry all day. just pissed at the world and the way it is. BIG FACTOR: I'm on total opposite schedules from the two people I hang out with on a regular basis. I go to work 10 - 6 all week, and Nate and Olivia go to work 6:30 - 11:00 to run the show. It's my last week here and I don't even get to spend a whole lot of time with them.
Everyone else in the company happens to be on something similar to their schedule too. I'm bored to tears. heh, perhaps literally.
during these times i just want to be held. as strange as it sounds, it's all i want. like that would just ease all the pain away and whomever is holding me will just tell me that it's all going to be all right.
i hate these private freak out moments.
i think i've been pretty angry all day. just pissed at the world and the way it is. BIG FACTOR: I'm on total opposite schedules from the two people I hang out with on a regular basis. I go to work 10 - 6 all week, and Nate and Olivia go to work 6:30 - 11:00 to run the show. It's my last week here and I don't even get to spend a whole lot of time with them.
Everyone else in the company happens to be on something similar to their schedule too. I'm bored to tears. heh, perhaps literally.