2003-02-01 - 10:31 p.m. -
I will survive.
Tonight is one of those trying nights. I have been doing so well lately. I have been thinking happy thoughts and when I felt sad thoughts were warranted I pushed them away and discredited them. I was proud of myself. When he is sad I am at my worst. But tonight, tonight I am going to be all right and tomorrow he will hopefully be feeling better and I will know that I didn't freak out for no reason, not because I'll have a reason but because I won't freak out. Bah. Someone once told me my issues have issues. Screw dem. My psychologist told me to write down anything I worried about this week and yet this week I have been so much better that I only have like one thing I can actually recall worrying about and it's kind of stupid. I just made myself a mini pizza by flattening a pillsbury roll(you buy the dough in those containers that go "pop!" where they are pre-cut) and then put pizza sauce and several white cheeses and two pepperonis and voila! I don't know why it makes me so excited. I guess I just feel efficient for some reason. I am going to keep a worry journal, I've decided. Hopefully, it will remain blank for a very long time. I am going to go read Dragonlance. Check you later, Jenn
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