Sometimes reading old journal entries is embarrassing or depressing. I've had this journal for 7 years now, wow. I started back in 2005, 2 years out of (gastric bypass) surgery and having a horrible time trying to survive with my mother who is hell bent on making herself miserable and everyone else. I used to be ultra perky (not necessarily happy) and now I wonder why. I was trying to make the best of a bad situation, but i wasn't really at terms with what was going on.
I posted one day about the hardwood floors getting done. What I didn't mention is that it was summer (100 degrees) and had to sleep outside for like 3 days and had to sneak into the side bathroom window to take a shower. Talk about frustrating, talk about being miserable.
Life is all about balance though. I'd say I've done a good job going from one extreme to another. Time to adjust my hot and cold settings. Sorry I'm a douche and so weird. Understatement of the year is that I don't deal with life well.
I got up at a decent hour this morning, watched an episode of "the conversation" (great show) and checked chris evans twitter WAY too many times, lol. And watched an amazing video of tom Hiddleston talking about his view on compassion. its all kinds of awesome. http://t.co/ddq4x4xN
Now to the gym. :( :)