Mad Ramblings From a Blithering Idiot
I've moved out of my mother's house. Actually, that was
long ago. I began to keep a written journal but I stopped
that as well. I miss writing to myself. I wish I had a
computer so that I could just pour my heart out whenever I
chose. However, that was not meant to be as I am rather
poor at this point.
I am still at my pharmacy tech job. It's ok, but
stressful. I like everyone I work with. I live with Nikki
now-my cousin, not N2. Steph is supposed to move back to
town soon. L's father passed away, as did my aunt on
Wednesday-the autopsy results should be back soon.
I'm boring myself with facts when I should be relating
my emotions, but that is something I cannot do right now;
one must be in the correct mood to do so and right now I
feel rather bland. Perhaps tomorrow I'll show up at my
mother's house again and type how I feel, especially about
I love him more than life itself, yet he hurts me more than
anyone else ever has.