Have you ever had a dream where you won the lottery and then reality hit you hard in the face when you woke up that you hadn't? I did this morning. That's how my day started. My mom was also in the dream (very much alive and well), so that hurt, too. I was so bummed when I woke up (two hours early) that I couldn't get back to sleep. Then I find the dog in my craft room, no word as to whether I'm ever going to be full time at work, forgot to send my Netflix movie back so I could get Pirates of the Carribean for the weekend, diarrhea on my carpet, poop on my great aunt's heirloom quilt, my shower is leaking and I don't have the money to go buy parts, I'm a burden on Marcus, there's no money for Christmas presents again this year, I want to bake Christmas cookies but I don even have enough money to buy regular food...I'm at the end of my rope.
I've been trying to not vent this stuff here because I've been trying to be more positive about life, but today was bad. While I was scrubbing the carpet, I just lost it. The huge feeling of hopelessness just overcame me and I started bawling. I'm just so tired of bad things. I'm at the same point I was last year. I don't want Christmas to come at all.
I've been trying to not vent this stuff here because I've been trying to be more positive about life, but today was bad. While I was scrubbing the carpet, I just lost it. The huge feeling of hopelessness just overcame me and I started bawling. I'm just so tired of bad things. I'm at the same point I was last year. I don't want Christmas to come at all.
Name: LaDonna
