ladyrune

I had a bit of a nervous breakdown last night... It was fun. My boyfriend mentioned how he might be going to New York for a visit soon and all I could think was "I'm glad you're getting a vacation while I'm stuck in this hell hole..."
It's bad, I know, but the fact that I had had two beers didn't help any. So, I cried for a while about how I missed my family and how I wanted to just get away. I'm tired of school and working, or the lack thereof, and the empty bank account and the throbbing headaches and the sore muscles and insane amounts of stress. People are being weird and I don't know what to make of it. It seems sometimes people have a problem saying things to me, but have no problem saying things about me to other people... God bless... I really just need a vacation. It's taking all I have in me not to just get in my car and drive as far as I possibly can away from this place. I just don't want to be here anymore.