All is better, seems the world's axis has shifted and I just don't give a shit anymore. Seriously, it makes for much easier days. I am thrilled for her, she deserves this but the responsibility falls to me now and I have to admit, the toll is being taken.
But its alright.
I have been too exhausted to even write at the moment, terrible when its my shrink. I feel like I should talk to the computer and ask if I should lay on that ugly plush couch in the corner. Confess my insecurities and write checks for obsence amounts.
