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erikaBasically this week has been a giant fucking thunderstorm with some very few bright spots.
Sunday: got back from Dallas at 1:30AM, felt like shit.
Monday: first class. Still felt like shit.
Tuesday: SSA ALJ hearing. REALLY felt like crap. Later that night, proceeded to tell R~ I shouldn't talk to him anymore, despite quite a few people arguing with me about it at the very same time I was doing it.
Wednesday: Woke up, and in the words I sent to a few people over aim: "Sweet rastafarian jesus, what the fuck did I do last night?"
Read my email & felt even worse, as R~ had emailed me to say he'd had a fight with his father last night as well, and that he was really broken up over me not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Emailed him & said that I didn't mean it, that I was very very sorry and that I wanted to talk to him but I understood if he didn't feel the same.
He said he'd talk to me later; we exchanged a few text messages and eventually spoke later that night wherein I apologized copiously and he gracefully accepted said apologies.
Also had therapy, where I talked about the hearing and about R~. My therapist proceeded to rip me a new one over something that had come up in the hearing (the minor criminal activity I mentioned). Great. I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to going back to therapy now.
Had some more classes, including Developmental Psych where the teacher refused to give me her powerpoints. Bitch. I dropped that class like a hot potato and plan to complain to Disability Services.
Made relationship with R~ official on Facebook! ZOMG, I have a boyfriend now. WTF? (Am working on post that talks about Dallas last week.)
R~ told me he loved me but it was under extenuating circumstances so I planned to ignore it.
Thursday: Had psych appt, which I covered in my last entry. Also had A&P lab.
R~ also told me he loved me for realsies, taking me completely by surprise.
Friday: Uh... this is a blur. What did happen on Friday? Oh, I remember!
I had Abnormal Psych, and some assholes in the class got into an argument over whether mentally ill people were always dangerous to others. That was sure as hell fun to sit through, let me tell you.
Saturday: Attempted to decompress.
Sunday: got back from Dallas at 1:30AM, felt like shit.
Monday: first class. Still felt like shit.
Tuesday: SSA ALJ hearing. REALLY felt like crap. Later that night, proceeded to tell R~ I shouldn't talk to him anymore, despite quite a few people arguing with me about it at the very same time I was doing it.
Wednesday: Woke up, and in the words I sent to a few people over aim: "Sweet rastafarian jesus, what the fuck did I do last night?"
Read my email & felt even worse, as R~ had emailed me to say he'd had a fight with his father last night as well, and that he was really broken up over me not wanting to talk to him anymore.
Emailed him & said that I didn't mean it, that I was very very sorry and that I wanted to talk to him but I understood if he didn't feel the same.
He said he'd talk to me later; we exchanged a few text messages and eventually spoke later that night wherein I apologized copiously and he gracefully accepted said apologies.
Also had therapy, where I talked about the hearing and about R~. My therapist proceeded to rip me a new one over something that had come up in the hearing (the minor criminal activity I mentioned). Great. I can't tell you how much I'm looking forward to going back to therapy now.
Had some more classes, including Developmental Psych where the teacher refused to give me her powerpoints. Bitch. I dropped that class like a hot potato and plan to complain to Disability Services.
Made relationship with R~ official on Facebook! ZOMG, I have a boyfriend now. WTF? (Am working on post that talks about Dallas last week.)
R~ told me he loved me but it was under extenuating circumstances so I planned to ignore it.
Thursday: Had psych appt, which I covered in my last entry. Also had A&P lab.
R~ also told me he loved me for realsies, taking me completely by surprise.
Friday: Uh... this is a blur. What did happen on Friday? Oh, I remember!
I had Abnormal Psych, and some assholes in the class got into an argument over whether mentally ill people were always dangerous to others. That was sure as hell fun to sit through, let me tell you.
Saturday: Attempted to decompress.
