it’s very positive that you are planning measurable steps of moving forward. It’s a very good coping skill and much better than inertia of depression. If you can do even one thing on the list tomorrow, it may provide you some relief of taking control of your life. you, of course, know i am concerned when you remark on a self destructive behavior that you know is self destructive. and, of course, i am going to attempt very hard not to push you to tell me. you do know, though, that nothing you can do at this point will keep me from being on your side, always. it is a conscious decision of mine to be involved with your life in what capacity you need.
first of all…thank the lord that i have such a good friend (see above).
second of all…i think that i’m going to stop celebrating birthdays. piglet said it best tonight when she talked about being disappointed because you expect something great and grand and it ends up to be not great or grand. at least she said something like that. it’s true. all in all…my birthday kind of sucked so far. friday was okay…spent some time with a couple of good friends and my mom and sister. although most all of the people i did invite didn’t come for some reason or another. yes, a couple of those people had valid things going on…most, however, just didn’t care. my family fought at dinner that night before we even went out…my mom cried. happy birthday. i’ve spent most of the weekend stressed out because of money and personal issues and because of something dumb i did on fri. i’ve actually spent most of the weekend crying and hating most people. tomorrow i will most likely do nothing even though it’s my actuall birthday…i was supposed to be going out to dinner with j, but considering how flaky he’s been all weekend it probably won’t happen. whatever. marli at work though, was thoughtful enough to send my birthday card that people had signed to my home address so that i would get it this weekend. it made me cry at the same time that it was cheering me up today.
so that’s it…no more birthday celebrations that i have to plan, that i have to chase everyone down for. i’m done. as a matter of fact i think i might be done with birthdays period…with the exception of my family and piglet and pat (well, and now sarah, neph and scott). it’s all over with. i’m sick of it.
i’m beginning to think that the older we all get, the more selfish people become. i hate that.