I had a day off today
My day off consisted of a lot of laying in bed. I love my bed and will miss it for the year we are apart. I can't wait for it to officially join me in my big girl life, which will hopefully be in Chicago. But I also did some online shopping and found something for my sis, my pops, and of course myself. It's always proper to treat yourself during the holidays. Especially since this is the first year or so I've finally started buying myself gifts. I decided on what I want moms to have but not exactly how I want it to be. I'm thinking something Blossom related. Blossom is definitely mom's number 1.
After lots of lounging I headed off to Easton to meet up with Sarah for dinner. We went to CPK and got some delicious dranks. I, of course, decided it would be a good idea for us to get blatzed and then go see a movie. We saw that 'The Boy in the Striped Pajamas' was playing and I've been jonesin' to see it so we were set. We ran over to Bakers and spent a bunch of bones on some new fabulous boots then headed to see the movie where we drank some bud lights and ate cheryl cookies. Cookies go so well with beer, btw. The movie was tragic. That's all I really want to say about it. I was sad at the end of the movie but I can't explain how numb I felt to it. It was an incredible story. A tragic ending. And I was left speechless. But all in all not really sad.
I wish I was still seeing a counselor. I have all these crazy thoughts and lack of emotions going on that I want a professional opinion. Maybe my medicine dosage is too high. I like feeling. I like being able to cry. Instead I'm left numb and dissatisfied with my lack of emotion. I feel so strange and detached from how I should feel. Sometimes I get sad on my drives home from work but am always distracted away from thinking about it. Maybe this is how a non-depressive person normally feels. I don't know. It just seems so foreign and unnatural.
Britt
After lots of lounging I headed off to Easton to meet up with Sarah for dinner. We went to CPK and got some delicious dranks. I, of course, decided it would be a good idea for us to get blatzed and then go see a movie. We saw that 'The Boy in the Striped Pajamas' was playing and I've been jonesin' to see it so we were set. We ran over to Bakers and spent a bunch of bones on some new fabulous boots then headed to see the movie where we drank some bud lights and ate cheryl cookies. Cookies go so well with beer, btw. The movie was tragic. That's all I really want to say about it. I was sad at the end of the movie but I can't explain how numb I felt to it. It was an incredible story. A tragic ending. And I was left speechless. But all in all not really sad.
I wish I was still seeing a counselor. I have all these crazy thoughts and lack of emotions going on that I want a professional opinion. Maybe my medicine dosage is too high. I like feeling. I like being able to cry. Instead I'm left numb and dissatisfied with my lack of emotion. I feel so strange and detached from how I should feel. Sometimes I get sad on my drives home from work but am always distracted away from thinking about it. Maybe this is how a non-depressive person normally feels. I don't know. It just seems so foreign and unnatural.
Britt