Day 1
Ok so yesterday I took my mom to the airport and when I got back I did laundry and I was fine. Then Mike R. came over to hang out with me then Jackie A. came over. I was fine we watched TV and I cross-stiched. No anxiety attacks. I did though have to sleep with the light on in my room and I feel asleep to a movie. But then this morning here comes a mild anxiety attack. So I called my mom and cried a little. I know this is going to be a tough week for me and I have to take it one day at a time. I didn't sleep that well but I slept some. Hopefully I'll sleep a little better each night cause I know I'll be tired from not sleep at all. I slept til like 11 AM on Sunday which I think was good for me cause I needed it, but then again I couldn't fall asleep last night. I knew that I need to get to bed because I had to get up at 5 AM this morning. I'm going to be really tired today. Oh and to anybody that reads this please DO NOT tell me ANY bad news or sad news. I'll be sad for whoever but as of right now I need to get through what I'm going through first. I don't want people to think I have a cold heart or anything it's just I can only take so much. I need a good cry, I think. We are not talking the plain cry, I'm talking the just all out cry where you bawl your eyes out. I want to do that to see if that makes me feel better. I keep trying to think of things to make me feel better but it's just really hard right now. If anybody has any idea as to what could make me feel better please let me know. I would really appreciate it like no other. I went to work and that was ok, I just didn't feel like working though. I got through the day and felt better as the day went on. I went over to my friend Dane's house and swam at his house. He cooked hotdogs outside. Then all of a sudden here they come more anxiety attacks. But at his house were mild ones, driving down the road, oh no. I called Stefanie to talk to me felt like I was going to throw up at one time. So I pulled over and started to cry. After that I said I've got to call my mom and talk to her. That made me feel a little bit better til I got home, not that there was anything wrong with talking to Stefanie, its just you know how you want your mom sometimes. So I was talking to her, my mom that is, and I started crying good. Then oops I threw up finally. I feel better now I just have the lonely feeling again. I'm fine around people but when I'm by myself thats when it hits. I use to be fine like I said before but one little thing will trigger them. I told my mom tonight that I wish I would just throw up again, like I did that one time. But no not everything can go your way. I want to live somewhere else I don't want to live here anymore. I lived in this house last summer and this past spring time. It is almost like I need a new scene or something. Maybe when I get a cat I'll feel a little bit better. I know after all this stuff is over with I'll be ok and in my mind I know I'll be ok it is just that one part of my brain that isn't connecting with the other part. So I'm going to go now let's pray that I'll get better. Lata

