Isn't it Ironic?
So this week has definately been interesting... Just when I thought things could only get better I was proved wrong. My mom is in the hospital b/c she is really really sick. And then a relationship that I had, which I thought was pretty awesome, turned out to be one of the biggest heart breaks of my life... Things just really are not goin my way this week!
I came home on Friday to be with my mom and I never expected to be in so much pain when I got here... not b/c of my mom being sick, but b/c I had to face kingwood again. I never thought I would be so reluctant to go back to a place that I loved for so long and have so many good memories in. I don't think anyone understands what I mean either, b/c seriously I refused to even go home to see my dad when I first got here so I stayed with my mom for half of the night in the hospital, then I spent the rest of it at my sisters apartment down town. My dad finally drug me out the door literally, and made me come home for the night. I cried the entire way home. It is just so lonely here, and there are too many memories here that I can't handle right now b/c they just hurt too bad. And I hate feeling like this!
And if that isn't enough for me to deal with, I also dropped out of my sorority, I'm switching schools at semester, And I am really sick again (damn Hashimotos disease!).
Seriously being optimistic sucks, I mean look what its done for me so far....
I would say it... but it's really not awesome to be me right now.
I came home on Friday to be with my mom and I never expected to be in so much pain when I got here... not b/c of my mom being sick, but b/c I had to face kingwood again. I never thought I would be so reluctant to go back to a place that I loved for so long and have so many good memories in. I don't think anyone understands what I mean either, b/c seriously I refused to even go home to see my dad when I first got here so I stayed with my mom for half of the night in the hospital, then I spent the rest of it at my sisters apartment down town. My dad finally drug me out the door literally, and made me come home for the night. I cried the entire way home. It is just so lonely here, and there are too many memories here that I can't handle right now b/c they just hurt too bad. And I hate feeling like this!
And if that isn't enough for me to deal with, I also dropped out of my sorority, I'm switching schools at semester, And I am really sick again (damn Hashimotos disease!).
Seriously being optimistic sucks, I mean look what its done for me so far....
I would say it... but it's really not awesome to be me right now.