I'm working on closing one door and opening another. It's funny how stressful such an act can be. Right now, rather than slamming the first one shut, I stand between the two hovering. I am creakingly shutting the old door but with my foot stuck in it, just in case.
The new door is harder to reach since I still have my hand on the old door. I only hope that this weekend when I have the chance to fully swing open that new door, that I let the other one go.
I also hope that neither of the doors fly back and smack me in the ass or the face.
Time will tell.
id really be freaking out over the
"you have no friends"
entry that i always see under my user menu;)
With all the money put into researching every minute detail of the world, I wish that someone would make a clever gadget that let's a person know if he/she is feeling "normal" or not.
That prolly makes no sense; but I'm sitting here wondering if how I feel lately is real or if when I took my prozac, that that was "normal".
When I take my prozac, I can take on anything. My boss can be the most evil person in world or my dad can be a total ass 24/7 and I will continue to take in all with a smile.
Without the meds, I actually feel pain at what people do to me. Sometimes, I think that it must be the best thing--to actually feel the pain and try to deal with it.
But then again, sometimes how I deal with it is to get pissy or bitchy and that only lands me in more hot water. So part of me thinks it's better to just stay drugged up and not care if I am treated like dirt.
The third part of me wonders if maybe I'm just a drama queen and I have it great and should just shut up.
No answers today, so guess I'll go with the 3rd person.
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