And they say that they got all of the proff. I'm just another case of arrested development, I'm just another wasted youth.
I'm completely in a Meatloaf phase these days. Most of the time I worry about that, but sometimes I just like to belt out lyrics, really loudly while I am driving.
I could feel a funk coming on this morning too. Life was good last night. I saw some good friends from my old camp and catching up was REALLY NICE. I have missed on of them so much, and to see her was really good for me.
Then, today, I felt it coming. I wasn't feel particularly well because of my shot last night. I knew it was happening, because I lied to my friends about how I felt. Sometimes, I just get sick of complaining. This morning I also finally looked up those therapists near me that offer evening and weekend appointments. I really need to call to try and get an appointment with one of them. I also called the MS nurse, just to chat. That's always a red flag. I like to talk to her when I am feeling down. She's so positive, it always cheers me up. She wasn't home though.
And then it all hit. I've been trying so hard to not think the things I think, but it's to no avail. My thoughts keep going back there. I'm positive I won't sleep well tonight. But I will make sure to call those therapists tomorrow. The sooner I can talk about all this with a qualified health professional, the better.