I'm so freaking irritated right now.
All I want to do is sleep. I want to be out like a light and it's ten pm. That's pretty normal considering I have to get up at five am.
This house is anything but normal.
Between my psychotic mother and my toddler grandmother, if I get to bed before midnight anymore it's a miracle.
I literally want to cry right now. I'm so freaking exhausted. But no, the kitchen light is on even though I turned it off, and it's nine million degrees in my room, and in approximately five minutes my grandma is going to start singing that god damn...
Monday, June 12, 2017
Saturday, June 3, 2017
Record the Good Days Too
I have a habit of only taking into account the bad and not cherishing the good when I'm in the middle of an episode. Today, however, was a really good day. I act like I have readers but honestly, if you've been reading the past few days I've been a depressed, lunatic, disaster basket case. I decided last night that I wasn't going to give myself idle time to think myself into an oblivion this weekend. I put myself on the schedule for work Sunday to help fill the weekend void, but that still left today.
I got up this morning and asked my mom if we could get pedicures....
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