THIS IS A MOTHER-FUCKING SHOUTING THREAD WITH EXPLETIVES! Oh, and welcome back, Hugh Janus!
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IF THERE IS A GOD, HE REALLY DOES HAVE A SICK SENSE OF HUMOR BECAUSE I HAD TO HEAR THAT MY CURRENT ROOMMATE WANTS ME TO LEAVE BEFORE FEBRUARY BECAUSE HER SISTER IS MOVING BACK TO NYC FOR A JOB AND SHE WANTS TO TAKE CARE OF HER FAMILY. NOTE: I DO NOT BLAME HER IN ANY WAY FOR DOING THIS, BECAUSE I WOULD PROBABLY DO THE SAME THING IF I OWNED MY OWN CONDO.
I HAD TO HEAR THIS TODAY
RIGHT AFTER ONE OF THE TOUGHEST THERAPY SESSIONS I HAVE EVER HAD TO DATE. THANK GOD NATE SAID THAT HE'D HELP ME MOVE BECAUSE YOU BETCHA I AM GOING TO TAP HIM AND ANY OTHER AVAILABLE RESOURCE I HAVE IN ORDER TO GET THINGS IN ORDER.
I WAS CONSIDERING QUITTING SMOKING AFTER THIS PACK OF CIGARETTES, BUT THERE'S NO FUCKING WAY I'M GETTING THROUGH THE STRESS OF THIS WITHOUT THEM.
I WANT TO CRY SO MUCH RIGHT NOW.
WHY CAN'T I BE HAPPY? WHY CAN'T I BASK IN THE HAPPINESS OF HEARING THAT A FRIEND WHO'D HAD 2 MISCARRIAGES FINALLY DELIVERED HER TRIPLETS PREMATURELY, AND THEY'RE FINE? OR THAT THE LOADING READY RUN GUYS HAVE SO FAR RAISED $50,000 FOR CHILD'S PLAY? WHY CAN'T I ENJOY A CHRISTMAS SEASON AWAY FROM MY FAMILY ISSUES?
I SERIOUSLY CANNOT DEAL RIGHT NOW. BUT I HAVE TO. I HAVE TO SUCK IT UP, AND DEAL, AND WORK, AND FUCKING
PACK AGAIN.
GODDAMNIT, I'M HAVING ANOTHER CIGARETTE. RIGHT. FUCKING. NOW.