Two drinks with dinner. Day started okay. Then mom became mom. Pretty much she made me cry in the car, while she was driving me back to my car. Which was parked by the nail salon. Which is right next to a liquor store. I didn't really even think about it... I feel like crap now, I don't even know if it's worth trying anymore. At least until I can get away from her for good.
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Diagnoses:
PTSD with Dissociative Symptoms, Borderline Personality Disorder, Generalized Anxiety Disorder, Fibromyalgia and Chronic Pain
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