I confess that I think it bothers him when I say "I know" in response.

Nope

I confess that I hate it. And I hate myself more for hating it. My one true weakness and you found it.

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I confess that this day has been a rollercoaster that's only going higher and higher.

I have to admit that even with this job I'm not happy... relieved, but not happy, and it's not because I don't like this job. Maybe I'm just not a happy person anymore.

I'm pretty fucking happy especially now, I just wish I could do more.

Stupid ambition.

I am not looking forward to this weekend.

Good I was worried about you. Doing the three day Indian Sundance can really make you start seeing things that are really there otherwise.

Too many feathers.

I confess that it was really nice, just Andrew and I out tonight, but my feet are killing me!!!

I hate everything for no good reason. Apparently that's due to my brain "waking up."

I confess that telling you my secrets is amusing because once I say the words, I'm absolutely fine.

I am angry that no one wants to see Dracula with me.

I'm super lonely.

I fucking hate this holiday bullshit.

I confess that everything is currently fucked up a lot worse than I let on. I'm dealing with it, though. I know it'll get worse, a lot fucking worse, before it'll get better. Still not sure how this will all work out or if it even will but for now, at least at this time, I'll be alright because I have to be. Because I have no choice. I can only hope that those I love don't hate me for my decisions.

It is tough being a mom, hopefully you have money. Money assuages a lot of fears.

Vampariah wrote:

It is tough being a mom, hopefully you have money. Money assuages a lot of fears.

Nope. That's part of the problem.

I knew it. I think most moms struggle with money, that is what motherhood is about I guess.

This just started. November 14th.

I got a dig bick.