- cabin fever, catina, depression, emotions or emotional, journaling, lou lou, love, memories, quotes and poems, relationships, wordpress.com website, worrying
Both of these were forcing me to feel like a different person than I’ve been the past few weeks. Wolfie and I have been so happy and content with one another, why did my ex have to come in and mess that up for me? Last night when he sent me the photos I tried to act like they didn’t mean anything. Telling myself they were in fact a part of my past, but no longer represented my future.
- anxious, case manager, catina, coronavirus aftermath, coronavirus statistics, emotions or emotional, fear, journaling, lou lou, love, panic attack, quotes and poems, relationships, therapy over the phone, wordpress.com website
There's a shortage of pretty much everything that you need or want in stores. Toilet paper, thermometers, milk, you name it, its out of stock. Now people are out of work, like my sister Lou and my nephew.
- anxious, catina, emotions or emotional, fcc, hyper, journaling, lou lou, love, mental health, nadia mazonis, nightmares, panicky, quotes and poems, stress, strong confident beautiful woman, therapy, therapy over the phone, wordpress.com website, worrying
I can’t wait to make you mine and give you the life you deserve. It makes me sad you don’t know how amazing you are!! You made me feel again!! Over the internet baby!! No one has ever made me feel like you have. NO ONE!! I tease you and say it’s voodoo, but it’s really just unexplainable how much I feel for you. I don’t know how to explain my feelings about you. I know what I should say, but we just met. And we haven’t even met in person.
Hearing Wolfman’s voice for the first time caused me to want him even more. Not sexually, yeah maybe a little, but meaning I want him all to myself. Hearing his voice established him more of a person and not just a phone. He would also call again on his way home from the office, this time there were no nerves answering at all.
- coronavirus aftermath, coronavirus statistics, hope, instagram, journaling, jp, love, memories, mental health, quotes and poems, relationships, social media, worrying
Now I endure this on top of everything else that's going through my brain to stress and worry about. Like I want to go to a doctors office or hospital where people are ill. Knowing my luck so far today, I’d catch the coronavirus. Hopefully, it doesn’t continue to swell, but if it does I guess I know where I’m going in the next few days
Even though Wolfman and myself are only friends, there's a burning fire deep within me that I can’t extinguish. When talking to my friend, he too genuinely enjoys something between us. With a mountain to climb first, we have no other choice than to move slowly, but there is no denying it.
- depression, egotistical family, emotions or emotional, facebook, heart-ache, journaling, jp, love, memories, my authentic self, quotes and poems, relationships, social media
The distinct feeling of being orphaned is back, and it sucks. Once more, I don't feel like I belong anywhere or maintain a purpose. The past 4 months and 13 days have been an absolute nightmare. Wondering through life lonesome and sad, with no one to belong to.
- coronavirus aftermath, depression, emotions or emotional, fear, goals, heart-ache, hope, journaling, love, memories, my authentic self, panic attack, quotes and poems, relationships
I'm terrified that if or when I let them go the nightmare I'm currently living will get worse. Even thinking about letting them go in fact makes me want to check myself into a hospital for observation. With my history I know I'm capable of doing something stupid. On top of all that, if I change my last name to get rid of the Mazoins name, and abandon all our hopes, dreams and goals in the past. My burning question is who would I be?
- coronavirus covid-19, egotistical family, emotions or emotional, heart-ache, instagram, journaling, love, memories, narcissistic mother, physical abuse, quotes and poems, relationships
Normally I eat sitting at the computer desk because it’s just extremely unpleasant to eat at the coffee table where Nicholas and I typically used to eat every night. If I had another table, I would already pitch this one. One of the legs on it is broken anyway from where Nicholas got angry at me and kicked the leg right off the table. Anyway, for some reason I found myself sitting in Nicholas’s seat eating on his side of the table. Totally triggered and nearly in tears I felt the need to text him.
- coronavirus aftermath, emotions or emotional, faith, fear, heart-ache, journaling, love, mental health, my authentic self, panic attack, therapy
Take the most heterosexual male we can imagine, looking in the mirror he sees breasts and a vagina on his body looking through the only tiny windows in his prison cell, his eyes. Imagine what that would do to the most heterosexual male. It’s a life of misery, and one many try to kill themselves to escape. The bulling, and right out discrimination doesn’t help either. Hell I typically never leave my house, because I fear that I will run across the wicked person who hates girls like me and will execute me.
