I started to feel a little down last night, and attributed it to the fact that no matter how hard anyone tries, my going out with the girls on a Thursday night just is not a good idea.
I'm starting to wonder if I'm wrong.
All day today I've felt like there are tears just under the surface. The more I wonder why I feel this way, the more frustrated I become. The more frustrated I get, the more I want to cry. It's a never ending cycle. I've never felt this down in my life, and it's scaring me. A lot.
Please, please, please let this pass. Before I lose my mind, or have to call my doctor and admit how I feel and be sent to a freaking shrink.
No offense to anyone who seeks therapy, I've been in therapy before. Until I told her to go to hell, because she told me all my problems were my mom's fault.
That kinda turned me off to therapy, lol.