4th February 2010
4th February 2010
Hey you,
Another bad day, depression really sucks. It’s like this heavy black cloud that hangs over you when you least expect it and brings you and everyone else around you down. All day I’ve been low. I felt shit the moment I called for a cab to get the blood glucose test done, while I was there I was okay, I studied, the hour went pretty quickly.
Then I had to decide what I wanted to do for the rest of the day, whether I would catch a taxi home or go to Endeavour Hills shopping but your dad only allocated me $30 for the week and I don’t get paid until next week, so there was no point going shopping. So I went home and watched episode after episode of True Blood, then got bored so I went to sleep for a few hours.
Sleep is definitely the best escape from depression. It’s a chance to forget about everything. I was really hoping that I could steal the car from your dad while he was at the gym so I could get out of the house, but apparently, that was too difficult for him. So while he’s off, I’m stuck here, letting these walls crush me. I hate it, I wish I had a magic stick just to make it better, I don’t feel like talking, eating, nothing.
I just had a phone call from your dad. He always makes me feel better, I forgot all about making jelly trifles for tomorrow’s birthday party. Lucky he went to IGA on the way home for me.
Well, that clears away the tears for now. What’s the bet they come back, only because I’m so screwed up? Relying on people is definitely a weakness for me.
I love you Bub. I hope everything is okay in there. I really hope I haven’t screwed up with you and you’re born healthy. Oh and guess what! You will be my first born girl. Do you know what that means? You are going to have awesome intuition, just like my Nanna, my mum and when I practice a bit more like mum said, I will also have the awesome intuition too!
Mum also mentioned tonight that I could use witchcraft, I laughed! I told mum that, karma finally bit my horrible boss in the arse as she has just been made redundant. Mum seriously asked me if I had used voodoo! Jeez , mum! I told her I just used wishful thinking, and she said it was just as powerful, so I’m going to start wishful thinking that you were going to be a beautiful girl, who is healthy and you won’t turn out fat like me one day!!!
Love you
Mum
Xoxo
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Hey you,
Another bad day, depression really sucks. It’s like this heavy black cloud that hangs over you when you least expect it and brings you and everyone else around you down. All day I’ve been low. I felt shit the moment I called for a cab to get the blood glucose test done, while I was there I was okay, I studied, the hour went pretty quickly.
Then I had to decide what I wanted to do for the rest of the day, whether I would catch a taxi home or go to Endeavour Hills shopping but your dad only allocated me $30 for the week and I don’t get paid until next week, so there was no point going shopping. So I went home and watched episode after episode of True Blood, then got bored so I went to sleep for a few hours.
Sleep is definitely the best escape from depression. It’s a chance to forget about everything. I was really hoping that I could steal the car from your dad while he was at the gym so I could get out of the house, but apparently, that was too difficult for him. So while he’s off, I’m stuck here, letting these walls crush me. I hate it, I wish I had a magic stick just to make it better, I don’t feel like talking, eating, nothing.
I just had a phone call from your dad. He always makes me feel better, I forgot all about making jelly trifles for tomorrow’s birthday party. Lucky he went to IGA on the way home for me.
Well, that clears away the tears for now. What’s the bet they come back, only because I’m so screwed up? Relying on people is definitely a weakness for me.
I love you Bub. I hope everything is okay in there. I really hope I haven’t screwed up with you and you’re born healthy. Oh and guess what! You will be my first born girl. Do you know what that means? You are going to have awesome intuition, just like my Nanna, my mum and when I practice a bit more like mum said, I will also have the awesome intuition too!
Mum also mentioned tonight that I could use witchcraft, I laughed! I told mum that, karma finally bit my horrible boss in the arse as she has just been made redundant. Mum seriously asked me if I had used voodoo! Jeez , mum! I told her I just used wishful thinking, and she said it was just as powerful, so I’m going to start wishful thinking that you were going to be a beautiful girl, who is healthy and you won’t turn out fat like me one day!!!
Love you
Mum
Xoxo
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