So, my horoscope said I would be in a pissy mood on and around the full moon this Sunday. Honestly, I don't blame me. My foot has a fungus on the bottom, and a gash from a chainsaw on the top. I got whitening toothpaste in my eye. My job sucks like everyone's job sucks. I don't work full time, and I'm treated like a helper monkey. Generally speaking anything that occurs as a result of my dad leaving my mom ranges on a mood scale of unpleasant to emotionally devastating. The garage sale purge is about a 4. The idea of father's day in 2 weeks is about a 7. The idea of the anniversary next week is about an 11.
For about a year I've done everything I can to stay busy. I schedule my day as much as possible so I don't have to stop. I don't want to stop. I need the focus. All week I've felt like I just can't do it. And then I feel guilty for being lazy. Every little thing has been slowing me down lately.
I can't look forward without thinking about how I got here.
it just sucks
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