Having an incredibly down day.
My blood pressure is high. I am stressed. My mother just asked if I was going back to see a guy, and the look in her eyes made me say no. Fuck.
I burst into tears before the Race for Life even began, and I was trying NOT to think about things... The warm-up was hilarious though. I managed to hobble through with my swollen knee, and received my medal.
No word from S yet again, so I have text to say please email me. I miss him beyond belief, and am having problems with the apartment.
I know my problems are not life-threatening, serious in the grand scheme of things and seem petty to most people, but they are tearing me up inside. I know the sensible thing to do, but instead I will suffer more in the long-term because there is hope.
After all, a world without hope is dead.
I hope things will be okay. I want them to be. My heart needs them to be.
I need him. Just one text message could put my world to rights again at this moment in time.
Anyone for a hug? :(