My anxiety level is through the friggin roof. At least I’m not as irritable as I was yesterday. I’m much better than that. I don’t want to open fire on a crowd of Christmas Carollers (spelling). Mac10 resting on an open crowd. Ten to the chest nipping at your nose. You’ll die carollers with their mouths open wide….
Now my dog is looking at me like I’m crazy cause I’m laughing out loud at this new holiday song of mine. Oh well. He knows Mama’s off her rocker. Good Lord, and the kat has worse gas than the dog. How does a 4 pound kitten out stink a 125 pound dog? Someone please tell me cause dang, she could clear out a room on her own. Goodness…
Therapy was bad Monday. I mean, bad. There was so much screaming inside that we just covered our head and cried. Man, hard session. It feels like I need to recover from that. I haven’t yet. Ya know, it’s too early to feel this bad but I do. Man. I’m supposed to go to the doctor with UK tomorrow but Lord knows I’d rather sit here or lay in bed all day and hide from the rest of the world.
Joan of Arc
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