two comforts:
1. knowing that my cat Mimzy has nowhere else she would rather be than by my side
even though she snores and is sometimes annoying
2. knowing that Nate Ruess' girlfriend clearly did the same thing or how else would The Format's songs be so appropriate for my despair?
I am torn between wanting to keep this between us because it's no one else's business (esp. not you ash!bash!ash!) and desperately needing someone to talk to.
And, I always seem to get sick at the worst times. This mound of kleenexes next to me is getting taller by the minute. oh but JUST NOW my mom informed me that she got me kleenex with LOTION! so much better than the regular kind
The good news is this:
Today my brother has one year sober!! hooray!
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