I can't sleep and yet my eyes are burning from what I assume is lack of sleep.
Last night Tim's friend invited him to "boy's night" (grilling, video games, cards) but he didn't want to go somewhere without me since I just started having free time. I told him I was fine staying home and I didn't want to intrude and be a third wheel but he made a big [BEEP] deal over it. So his friend caved and I went and I was bored out of my skull!! Tim implied I'd be playing with them (I'm actually pretty good at GoW) or he'd take turns with me. Apparently that means only when he has to pee or smoke. =| I was the ultimate third wheel the whole time and his friends probably think I'm the worst. Still deciding if I'm "supposed" to be mad at him but I am so I choose yes.
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel. -- Maya Angelou
Just deeply depressed, despite taking my medication again, over that guy and going back to Vancouver.
I haven't spoken to my mother in a month- it's going to be a brutal onslaught. I can expect next to no privacy.
I feel like an outcast everywhere I go. I have tried forum after forum and people just don't seem to "get" me.
physically present
mentally gone
emotionally unstable
That fear before you open your bank account online to check your balance. And TD EasyWeb is awfully slow tonight.
Today marks the end of the Calgary Stampede, which for someone new to Calgary, is quite a wonder to see. I was supposed to go with a friend but he had to back out. I basically have no other friends so I accepted the fact that I would not be attending. Today I get a message from a random number saying, "Your friend mentioned you wanted to go to Stampede, and I have nobody to go with either. Would you want to go to see Billy Talent?" Of course I say yes and get happy that I could actually go.
Nope. It was my friend on his new number. This "person" doesn't exist. I am not going to Stampede. I am laying in bed for the rest of the night feeling like the stupid piece of [BEEP] that I am. Ugh.
He sent me a picture of himself flipping the bird. He's a joker for sure, but this is a bit rough for me with how I've been feeling these past few days. He's my boss at work for a few weeks so I can't really say [BEEP] about it...
On an unrelated note, I need drugs badly. Right now I need sleeping pills because I can't sleep even after a cup of sleepy time tea. Secondly, I need something to make me more comfortable without human interaction. I'm so bloody reclusive yet I crave for human interaction. Sucks when nobody is around to talk to.
Nervous about my doctor appointment. It should go smoothly, but I still feel like I'd be stupid to assume anything. Oh and wow, just wow. Lesson learned: never look at the backs of my legs. The varicose veins just keep getting worse. My dermatologist is going to make thousands off of me when I can afford treatment. I cannot believe that's what my legs look like.
Blah....really hating myself today =/
I was doing better, I've been accomplishing things lately, but then I started to browse through job openings in my area; how fucking depressing this is. They're all AWFUL, I can't deal with food service jobs, I know I'd kill myself if I had to do that [BEEP] and everything else, well, I'm not qualified. I don't think I'll ever get my life in order, I really don't.
Maybe I'm trying to do too much too fast though, I need to learn to accept my successes and not keep dwelling on what a screw-up I am. It seems impossible, I'm too damn negative. AAAAAAA, I just want to scream and punch something!!! Why am I such a mess???
"It is never too late to be what you might have been." - George Eliot