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14 years ago
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Long day today for me.
I got hit on the head when a box fell on top of me (I was trying to get some more hangers for Leg Avenue costumes) I open it up to find out it was the missing shipment box from awhile back. Blow up dolls, the kind that are in the boxes because they are heavy and realistic, you know the kind. Yah, like the 85$ one you have hidden under your bed but are still proud of somewhat.
Gah, my dad also wanted me to go with him and my brother to see a counselor. I mainly did it to appease him, I just don't like talking about stuff. Luckily my brother had a lot to say. it wasn't until we were about twenty five minutes into the session that the psych looked at me and said "What do you have to say about this?"
At the same time, dad and my brother just turn to look at me, so there are three people staring at me. That's everyone in the room. That means they are all going to hear me. That means they will know what I think That means they will be able...Oh god their gonna judge me and think I'm nuts and....without.....dear god....
I just had a small panic attack and left the room. I finally went back in there, but I wasn't talked to the rest of the session. After I left and, with a hug to my dad, went to work.
I was upset and depressed, so I went to work to get my mind off things. I'm glad I did, because I felt better and I was productive, even if I did get hit in the head.
I had dinner with a Zoe. We went to Applebee's for something different, and then waited twenty minutes for someone to notice we hadn't been helped, albiet at one point a man came up and asked us is we ordered some sort of chip. I didn't mind, but since we ended up waiting, I wasn't really hungry by the time my food got to me. Oh well, I guess I'll have something good for lunch at work tomorrow.
I got hit on the head when a box fell on top of me (I was trying to get some more hangers for Leg Avenue costumes) I open it up to find out it was the missing shipment box from awhile back. Blow up dolls, the kind that are in the boxes because they are heavy and realistic, you know the kind. Yah, like the 85$ one you have hidden under your bed but are still proud of somewhat.
Gah, my dad also wanted me to go with him and my brother to see a counselor. I mainly did it to appease him, I just don't like talking about stuff. Luckily my brother had a lot to say. it wasn't until we were about twenty five minutes into the session that the psych looked at me and said "What do you have to say about this?"
At the same time, dad and my brother just turn to look at me, so there are three people staring at me. That's everyone in the room. That means they are all going to hear me. That means they will know what I think That means they will be able...Oh god their gonna judge me and think I'm nuts and....without.....dear god....
I just had a small panic attack and left the room. I finally went back in there, but I wasn't talked to the rest of the session. After I left and, with a hug to my dad, went to work.
I was upset and depressed, so I went to work to get my mind off things. I'm glad I did, because I felt better and I was productive, even if I did get hit in the head.
I had dinner with a Zoe. We went to Applebee's for something different, and then waited twenty minutes for someone to notice we hadn't been helped, albiet at one point a man came up and asked us is we ordered some sort of chip. I didn't mind, but since we ended up waiting, I wasn't really hungry by the time my food got to me. Oh well, I guess I'll have something good for lunch at work tomorrow.
