I woke up puking this a.m., and started a pot of soup.
All I had to do was move and breath.
it has started.
Now I find I am not as smart or as nice(to myself) as I thought?
I have 3 Dr Appts, Wednesday and Thursday.
Psyche, OB/GYN, and PT.
what the FUCK was I thinking?
I am anxious, nauseas, and My head is tight.
it will get worse, I have the migraine medicine handy and the puke pills.
we have had a metric shit ton of snow. so everything is nice and white and quiet.
so I am as fine as I can be, we will see how the day goes, then the week.
love ya guys and thanks for reading and caring!
About Me
- Adorabibble
- too cold, Alaska, United States
- now as to the love I have been getting from my followers that comment, thanks! I am having my rough times, I am pissed, I have every right to be. if I don't get this out safely I will hurt myself. I always do. so this is the place that I have to vent. my choice. it will be rough to read, it is hell to feel it. this is not a happy shiny place any more. read if you want but the disclaimer reads like this: ugly and putrid, welcome to the shit that sits in my head and is killing me slowly. it will not be fun, it might be funny. it will be raw and like an open sore that you are picking at even though you know better. this is the shit that I torture myself with, that leaves me with no hair and open wounds on my body, cause I can't stop tearing at my self. None is actively abusing me but me. there are assholes, and if you give it you will get it in spades, good or bad. you have been warned.
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