I’m annoyed, frustrated and angry at what’s going on in my life. I am annoyed at not being able to work through what I need to work through this week.
I am annoyed at the system not caring enough, when I needed help from the system. I’m annoyed at not having any support growing up. I’m annoyed at feeling annoyed. I’m annoyed at others saying they care and not showing they care. That annoys me the most. Any assault takes time and patience to work through.
I feel better that Daniel is happy to go back to University in February at the start of the second semester. I feel better that I’ve come through the fog that was clouding my judgment. I feel better that I am eating normally again. I feel better that my life is more-or-less back on track and that I can function again.
I feel better because I’m feeling calmer now. I feel better that I’m feeling stronger, and that I didn’t give up. I am also feeling better that Daniel is beginning to feel slightly better with what he has had to deal with. We’re heading in a more positive direction now. I feel better about that too. Rant over.