Yesterday during the day was good. I was upbeat, even when dealing with work I didn't want to do for people who blow me off, then yell because I didn't do something they telepathically (apparently) told me to do.
So I get ready go to home, and my car's blocked in. The guy blocking me in, a nice guy, says he's getting ready to leave right then. 20 minutes later he remembers he has to let me out. I'm supposed to go drop off Gramma's present to Daddy, and give him Mommy's suprise too, and I knew he was leaving soon, so I was flying to get out of the city. But traffic was against me.
I'm becoming a little nervous- traffic has never affected me much in the past other than being a frustration or a nuisance. Now, I bust out into tears and feel like its the end of the world, and it just leads me into a negative spiral. Last night I sobbed the whole way from Daddy and Mommy's to my apartment. All I want to do at that point is put on the tv and veg out. But then there's a cable and cable modem outage. I'm just so outnumbered, that I continue to cry, curling up on my bed. I get up after a little bit, put one of hte mp3 cds daddy made for me into the computer to transfer it to my mp3 player, and then to cook dinner. PastaRoni fettucini alfredo Sucks major ass, btw. I will never buy it again- I can see why it was only 64 cents. I had a movie on while I was eating, but I wasn't really paying attention to it. I was just not caring. Its like I don't care anymore. But yet I do care. Its so confusing.
It was snowing when I went to bed, and by 10, 1/2 of the cable was back so I could watch ER, which just frustrated me more because the characters all seem to have a case of moron-itis. I'm almost tired of watching it.
Went to bed and had nightmares again, a common occurrence now in my nightly pursuit of sleep. I'm really glad that they didn't plow out our 2 inches of snow until 8, cause it meant I could sleep in, otherwise I wouldn't have coped with today at all. Because its actually a problemwith my wiring, so I won't have my cable modem until tuesday night, or even my higher channels of cable. I don't care so much about the cable, but I care about the cable modem. I should make them discount our bill this month for the problem.
Today I'm still down. I can't seem to find a way to come back up to where I was. Wednesday night at therapy I had to sign a contract that I'll take my medicines, call 911 or a hotline if I feel like I'm giong to kill myself (and lemme tell you those hotlines are absolute shit), and that I'll talk to my caseworker often, even though I know she doesn't give a rats ass. If i don't I don't get to see my therapist, or any other at the women's center. Which I think is complete and utter Crap. Shouldn't it be my decision if I take meds or not? I mean they don't even know they're working. I don't even know if they work. My therapist says there are changes in me from when I first started going, and I'm getting better, but i don't see it. and I don't think anyone else does either. How can one person see it but noone else. Unless that person is themselves. I dunno.. I'm rambling.
Anyway, told ya it would be a downer.