I woke up this morning feeling - *shocker* - like total crap. I was laying in bed watching Tom and Jerry while A was in the shower. I didn't realize that he was supposed to be over at his parents so early, but he was in a hurry to leave and didn't seem like he was in a good mood. He cleaned the cat box since our cat Coheed keeps pooping outside the box. He comes to tell me goodbye and then he noticed that one of the cats had thrown up up the comforter I was covered up in. He left the house in a bad mood. I laid in bed and cried after he left. I feel like I can't do anything right.
Now I'm just in an awful mood. Nothing is going right. I could barely eat one piece of bread, my head hurts, and I am tired of feeling pregnant. There. I said it. I want to be able to enjoy a meal. I want to be able to finish my book without having to suffer through a headache. I don't want A to look at me like I'm pathetic and worthless anymore. I want to get a good night's sleep. I want to be able to wake up in the morning and not dread the day. I want to get out of the house and not have to worry about where the nearest bathroom is. I want to go out to eat. I want to drink a beer. I want to eat raw sushi. I don't want to feel like I'm a burden on everyone anymore. I want to get out of this funk. Help...
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