An update, I suppose.

I’m feeling better. These moods come and go with me. And I KNOW that, I just hate when it happens because I can never seem to climb out of it myself. I have to just wait it out. I’m not very good at waiting things out, haha.

My birthday is in 2 weeks. I’m excited, but not in the same way I’ve been in the past. It’s silly, but I’ll be 20. Not a teenager anymore. And I still live at home. I don’t drive. I went to school but I don’t have a job in my chosen profession. I know I’m just overreacting, but that’s what I’m good at, dammit! haha.  Also, last year my birthday was miserable. I had to go to work [I was a housekeeper at the time,] where someone flooded their bathroom. There was poop everywhere. Gross. AND I got broken up with and I cried all night. And Erik had the audacity to say "I didn’t know it was your birthday" when he’d been telling me all the month before that "birthdays aren’t important" and he "doesn’t believe in them" every time I’d mention it. He KNEW it was my birthday and he was a douche anyway. Oh well, it’s the past and I can’t do anything about it now. Not that I’d want to.

Hopefully I’ll be seeing Greg this weekend. I have to make sure I talk to Alex about the schedule. I think we’re working together tonight. If I don’t have this sunday off I’ll honestly cry my eyes out. I miss him so much. I hate not being able to see him whenever I want. Hopefully that will change once he finds a vehicle. All I can do right now is love him and be patient I guess. It just sucks, haha.

I think I’m done now. I love you all.