Dear Blog; Day 54

I am still in my pj's, still not showered, and still having a rough week. I just barely got out of bed today, granted I was watching some tivo'd tv so it isn't alllllll doom and gloom, but now the water works are setting in. Crying, really? REALLY? I am such a girl. I need to be careful or else I will drown in my tears. (Did I mention I am feeling a bit melodramatic?)

My life coach has been kind to me today (while calling my sullen mood cute, and giggling at me just a little). She made me a plate of "safe" snack foods, and I thank her for that. My grammy made me some lemon, honey water and I thank her for that too. It is such an amazing feeling to be loved. To be looked after and watched over, even when you don't think that you are, or worthy to be. I know this sunken feeling will go away soon. I just have to ride it out, and hopefully if there is a next time it won't be so long and it won't be as bad. Sometimes it is hard to live your own life when you think someone elses is so much easier. Little do I know about what burdens they are carrying through their life.

Love Angela