::Sitting On the Dock of the Bay...::
Well I'm at work. This is really cool. Wow. Getting transferred was one of the better things to happen to me lately. I had a follow up appointment with Dr. Park. So I have to test out this paxil stuff for another 2 months, then I'll see what's next. I'm still hurting over some things. My mom's birthday was yesterday and after we came home from dinner I asked her if she would go with me to see my counselor. She didn't want to. That just bites. That really hurt my feelings that she could flat out reject a request like that. I don't even know how she feels about me. It's like she doesn't care. It's always been like that so I don't even know if I should even be hurt by that anymore. I just want her to just pretend she cares. It may be a lie if she did that, but at least I wouldn't be this emotionally pained. I mean I seriously don't even know if she does love me. She hasn't said that to me in years. I really do want to resolve all our issues, but all this wanting doesn't mean anything. I've asked that she go with me to see my Dr or my counselor, I've told her how much I'd appreciate it. NOTHING!!! She seriously either doesn't like me or just lacks motherly instincts. I don't know which it could be. Whatever. Doing this at work was a bad idea. I just set myself up to be in a bad mood until my shift is over at 8:30. Whatever. Time to cut. Later peeps.
Random Blurb: Emotions wreak havoc on the mental.


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