General, School

Thanks, G

It’s almost that time again. November has always been a tough month for me after my dad. It’s weird to be celebrating D‘s birthday as such a big happy event and then get to the end and be super depressed. School is extremely busy- as expected. I have one more exam on Friday before I’m more or less free for break. Thanksgiving. Then 7 years. Wow. Has it really been that long? The more I go to therapy the more I find that event is the root of many of my issues. I know it was big. I just never imagined it would take such a huge toll- now.

D‘s coming home for the holiday. Not too long, but here. Maybe working out a visit? Doubt it but it’s always possible 🙂 Sometimes I get crazy ideas like being invited over and meeting the family. HAH. I have a nice Christmas outfit in mind 😛

The problem is…lately I’ve been having dreams about Sean. I saw him the other night (I usually don’t see him ever) and it definitely made me smile inside. Amanda knows about my super crush and I told her about this. She asked what I would do if he ever “put the moves” on me. I honestly don’t know. They’re both fantastic people and I would be so luck to have either of them. But do I have to pick?

What I do know is that I love my dog. Haha. She’s so freaking cute and my phone has so many pictures of her. She’s my lucky lady.

Oh. My meds were upped last week. I don’t think it’s really doing anything for me, but I have a few weeks until my next appt. I wonder what the next option is. I’m starting to think that it’s not something meds will fix, but I need to change my mindset and just how I am. That’s not to say it will be a simple task, but I’m not sure medication is the right answer.

Ugh. There’s a lot of food around me. I feel like I’ve been eating for two the past week or so. I hope it’s just a part of being a girl and that time of the month. I really hope. My thighs are looking huge. I hate being a girl sometimes. A lot of the time.

General, Home

Small Town

I’m laying here in bed on my phone right now. I can’t get it out of my head.

First off, today officially marks 6 years since my dad. Crazy stuff.

Second, as the holidays approach and people shop for everyone else, I can’t help but feel alone. I don’t exactly have a committed to exchange with. I have a gift on store for Dave but that’s probably not even mutual (not that I mind since this is something I want to do). It would just be nice to have that exchange.

Third, its a small ass town. Jenn and I did our usual late day Black Friday shopping. End of the night as things were closing, we decided to check out a wine and spirits shop. Took the detour through Wawa. I went in with a goal of getting my pumpkin spice drink and decided to check on soup in the mean time. Boston Clam Chowder. The best stuff they have. I was staring at the machine deciding between medium and large when Jenn starts kicking at my foot. At first I thought it was intentional but she did it again. I look over at her and she’s mortified, looking behind the counter.

James. This so called ex of mine that has been stirring the pot since I met him 4 years ago. I remember that one night we hung out and he was telling me how he got selected with a small group put of a pile of applicants for some intense managerial program with Wawa. I guess that was true because there he was.

Jenn pulled me away as I was canceling my soup. Had an OMG moment in the aisle and didn’t know what to do with him roaming. Tried avoiding contact, and Jenn pushed me away by the drinks (he spotted her) so I went to get my drink. We went to pay and as I stepped out, he saw me. Time slowed down as this eye contact occurred with the “oh shit” feeling as I said to Jenn, he saw me. We went to pay and avoided contact as we left.

This year, I’m thankful for my ex. We were expecting a txt or IM when I got back, but neither. To be honest, I was a little disappointed. Our history is not the best but he at least pretended to care and I miss that. He has this thing over me that I can’t help. I don’t let it eat my time- except when he makes contact; I’m powerless. I have no idea what I’m doing and a part of me wants to see him, even though I know how bad be is for me. Jenn knows how bad which is why she pulls me away. This is a mess.