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4.30PM
Well it's New Years Eve and i'm sat in the house on my fucking todd.
Joy. Joy. Joy.
I wa supposed to meet Chubb in town for a drink before i went to Shane's brothers with him but when i rang Chubb to see where he was he'd gone straight to Q's house, and as soon as Shane come home from work he fucked off out straight away anyway.
Why am i so unbareable to be around?!
The past few weeks i've been touchy, stroppy, upset, paranoid, and constantly crying. I don't know if i've gotten over the miscarriage?.. or i'm jus generally depressed?
I woke up this morning feeling like shit 'cos i've jus got over a 2 week chest infection, and now i've got the fucking flu. But still, i got up - shaved, washed & straightened hair - sorted myself out. Then i couldn't find my brush, and i started crying jus 'cos i couldn't find my brush.. CRYING 'COS I COULDN'T FIND A BRUSH, A BRUSH! How pathetic is that?! Soma is definately wrong with me.
Mama thinks i should see a councillor.. she's got me the papers & that. What should i do?!
I don't want to be a misery all the time.
Christmas was shit. I spoilt that because of my moods.
I don't mean to keep being like that.
I don't know.. ):
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I don't think seeing a counselor could hurt any. I think only good could come of that. Maybe something else in addition to the miscarriage is bothering you, and you haven't really realized it?