Freakchylde's

I survived. We missed our flight (Zoomie, see what you cause? Just teasin), but the guy at the counter was kind enough to get us out 2 hours later with a cheap ticket change fee.

I’m not sure what is going on, well, I do know, but I’m not going to discuss it here, but I ended up massively pissy at the airport. So I cranked me up some Crimson and Clover and mellowed out. Finished reading Memoirs of a Geisha on the plane, and promptly settled into the watery eyes but managed to not collapse on the plane.

I hate emotions, I really do. I was never able to deal with them as a child, and I definitely can’t deal with them now that I’ve made the committment to feeling and experiencing them. But, it has got me contemplating actually going and getting meds prescribed for my depression. Never liked the drugs, but I’m really getting sick of the roller coaster that I’m on, as the crests and valleys are getting too frequent for my liking.

With that said, I very much enjoy the company of my neice. As much as I didn’t want to come out here this weekend, it might be what I need.