Of what?
Of being me I think.
This is exhausting.
I'm tired of being so "strong"
Wow Lizz, how do you handle all of this stuff so well?
It's easy. I bottle it up until I explode.
Today was a bad day. And I don't knaw what to make for dinner.
This is so frustrating.
I have all these projects and crap I should be working on, and I just can't.
I'm scared. I sent my transplant album out yesterday. I had to resist the urge to kiss it goodbye... didn't want the guy at the UPS Store to think I was weird or anything. But it's scary! I probably won't see it again until February! Aack. I can't think about it any more. It's gone. It'll be back. Right? Right.
I need a nap.
