It's 4:50 am and here I sit, crying my stupid eyes out! Alex just left for the airport to go back to Texas for college and we got in a huge argument because he left his wallet at the condo 2 hours away!!!! I was annoyed, he was annoyed and Steve was annoyed...so we were all screaming at eachother like we were total freaking strangers and not people that love each other!!! Now, I feel so awful and I'm sitting here sobbing !!! i'm so upset with myself for doing this!
I'm so freaking stressed from this stupid move, Nonnie 's death and now fighting with my son who lives 2000 miles from me! Not to mention that I'm typing this to total strangers who don't even know me and could care less anyways.
I don't want to hate my life but I do right now.
Pleas pray for me because I'm losing it!

2009-01-05 12:32 pm (UTC)
2009-01-05 03:23 pm (UTC)
and i understand how 'losing it' feels. i've been feeling this way for a very long time. :( it's the reason why i don't write anymore. i just... can't. everything seems just that much more difficult and i feel that much more like a loser.
but you aren't. and you'll patch things up and things will be alright again soon. i promise. nonnie is happy where she is. i can see that beautiful smile now. :) i know you miss her, but she's where she should be. i know that.
and the process of moving is just temporary. once you're settled in you'll be able to take a deep breath and enjoy your surroundings. granted, it will take some getting used to, but every change brings that. you'll be okay, sweetpea.
[love and many many hugs]
2009-01-05 11:52 pm (UTC)
2009-01-06 02:05 am (UTC)
thank you.
and you aren't out of place at all. <3
2009-01-05 05:15 pm (UTC)
2009-01-05 11:53 pm (UTC)
2009-01-05 08:46 pm (UTC)
Shall I mention the time as a teenager that my family was on a cross-country car trip and I left my backpack with all my most valuable possessions at a truck stop somewhere in Nebraska? And how my sainted father drove back some 75 miles so I could retrieve it? He wasn't feeling the sainthood at the time and neither was my mother.
But we lived through it and it eventually became a "family story."
Petition the Little Flower for some personal peace. Take it from me ... ain't nuthin' lookin' good at 4:50 am.
=^..^=
2009-01-05 11:45 pm (UTC)
2009-01-06 02:36 am (UTC)
I agree with the other commenters - first off, we DO care about you, probably more than you know! Second, I'm not sure how much I love my brother, but I adore him and we get along famously well, but that doesn't stop us from fighting from time to time. And sometimes, I think the closer you are, the worse your fights get, but they'll be patched up in the end. :-)
Everyone has bad days. Why don't you make a mug of tea, grab a favourite book, and hit the sack a little earlier tonight? That way your fresh start will come all the sooner. :-)
2009-01-06 04:33 am (UTC)
Amen.
2009-01-13 04:23 am (UTC)