Square_Eyes
Well-known member
The fun is over. Only sadness remains.
I'm feeling horrible, terrible, anxious & scared. I have to go to the grocery store today & it's the last thing I want to do. I hate going to the grocery store. If I didn't have to walk all the way there & all the way back it wouldn't be so bad. But I have to deal with avoiding people all the way there & all the way back & I have to walk in the street because the sidewalks are covered in snow. I hate being this way.
Someone kill my mother, please? No, wait, I don't want you to go to prison. I'll just continue hoping that she dies soon, on her own.
Its funny how you feel after your needs are done; you got what you want. And you feel ... fine?