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Today's the fucking worst.
I'm sick/in pain and it's making all the things I need to get done hard. I'm half done with wrapping presents after 5 or so hours. I'm leaving the rest in boxes and mother can wrap them tomorrow while I'm at work. I've given up. I just can't take anymore today. I have like 3 loads of laundry that I need to do, I need to shower, clean my room, make something to eat which I haven't done all day. I feel like so much crap. Adam called and I just gave him a hard time. He'll never understand. So much fucking stress right now. On top of everything right now, I didn't need this.
Tomorrow I want to lock myself in my room and be alone. I don't want to go to work for eight hours, or have dinner, or do anything. I'm going to be bitchy and in pain and miserable. Adam's not going to want to deal with me, I'm not going to be cheery and in the Christmas-y spirit. I cannot believe tomorrow is Christmas eve. It seems like any other day to me. Where the fuck is my Christmas spirit? I used to love this holiday. Now I'm broke, stressed, and sick. Awesome.
I'm sick of being in a bad mood. I'm sick of being an asshole. I have reasons. I can't help it. I wish I could.
I'm not going to have the energy to put on a happy face tomorrow night. It's nothing to do with not wanting to go, it's me being tired and just plain dried out. Even if I get a good nights' sleep I'm going to be exhausted and irritable.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEONE GIVE ME A BREAK!
...I need a fucking hug
I'm sick/in pain and it's making all the things I need to get done hard. I'm half done with wrapping presents after 5 or so hours. I'm leaving the rest in boxes and mother can wrap them tomorrow while I'm at work. I've given up. I just can't take anymore today. I have like 3 loads of laundry that I need to do, I need to shower, clean my room, make something to eat which I haven't done all day. I feel like so much crap. Adam called and I just gave him a hard time. He'll never understand. So much fucking stress right now. On top of everything right now, I didn't need this.
Tomorrow I want to lock myself in my room and be alone. I don't want to go to work for eight hours, or have dinner, or do anything. I'm going to be bitchy and in pain and miserable. Adam's not going to want to deal with me, I'm not going to be cheery and in the Christmas-y spirit. I cannot believe tomorrow is Christmas eve. It seems like any other day to me. Where the fuck is my Christmas spirit? I used to love this holiday. Now I'm broke, stressed, and sick. Awesome.
I'm sick of being in a bad mood. I'm sick of being an asshole. I have reasons. I can't help it. I wish I could.
I'm not going to have the energy to put on a happy face tomorrow night. It's nothing to do with not wanting to go, it's me being tired and just plain dried out. Even if I get a good nights' sleep I'm going to be exhausted and irritable.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH SOMEONE GIVE ME A BREAK!
...I need a fucking hug