Friday ( Read more... )

I'm done ( Read more... )

I'm going through another time of questioning ( Read more... )

So, Dad left the hospital on Saturday...just in time for me to have my chance at spending time there ( Read more... )

But I'm kinda tired and have nothing that I'm really doing but listening to music and surfing.

Something I've noticed about myself: I'm happy with my life until I start thinking about the negatives or the potential negatives, then I get overwhelmed and shut down.

Is the medication supposed to fix that?  I don't even know.

So, for the past half hour I've been reading articles about film theory relating to horror & slasher films...then my damn door rattled because I had left open the windows and I nearly hit the ceiling. I can still feel my heart pounding ( Read more... )

Ok, so, I felt like utter crap.  I couldn't feel my fingers...I couldn't even walk, really...and standing just made me feel like I was going to pass out.  On top of all of that...I was so dehydrated that I couldn't even swallow...and that was giving me loads of anxiety.

It felt like forever as I waited to be called...but I had a nice conversation ( Read more... )

I had another night of 2-3 hours of sleep.  I hate it.  And I'm probably gonna be up all night editing too.  Dammit.

And I couldn't fall asleep because of some wierd anxiety thing that made me feel like something horrible would happen if I DID fall asleep.

Bah.

Lately, I've been wondering, why I always screw up good things.  Nothing can ever go right for me.  Every time I try to do something well, or make something good or get excited about anything it turns out that either my anxiety or my ego gets in the way.  This occured to me at the meeting with my counselor today ( Read more... )

It's true. In general, they annoy the hell out of me ( Read more... )