Been happy all day, and got some things done. Even started a later writing campaign to draw some attention for the newly growing area in my town/ small city outside of Houston. I had a drink or two of wine....blam...I have myself to blame. Usually, only hard liqueur does this to me. I feel like I just want to get out, and out run it, but I can't because my husband isn't home. I should be really happy because I got my new computer in, a purple one, so I can roam around the house with it, and keep in touch with all of you and not be chained to the desk in my office.....sigh...blah blah blah blah blah....I'm gonna go drink some coffee I think. I have a lot to do, and don't feel like doing any of it. I want to cry but I can't. This disease is such a pain in the *****. There's no rhyme or reason to this today, and I've thrown up a couple of times because I'm upset about being depressed. It remindes me of this Goo Goo Dolls song:

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Verse 3

And you can't fight the tears that ain't coming
Or the moment of truth in your lies
When everything seems like the movies
Yeah you bleed just to know your alive

Chorus

And I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am
Chorus

I don't want the world to see me
Cause I don't think that they'd understand
When everything's made to be broken
I just want you to know who I am

I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am
I just want you to know who I am