troubledoll

Sometimes when things come full circle, that means they've come back to being bad.

It's very frustrating to me, to not be able to fix myself. On a rational level I understand that I can't control my brain, the chemicals in it or the damage that's been done in the past. It just seems like I should be able to reach a sort of emotional resolution with things and move on. Of course if it were that easy, countless mental health professionals would be out of jobs. Meantimes, I just keep getting up in the morning and trying to get through the day as best I can.

My Ft. Worthless brother called today; the house in which their youngest daughter died was struck by lightning and burned to the ground. Can't help but think that's a good thing.

Oh yeah, instead of having the excruciatingly painful dye injection test, I'm going to have steroid shots in my neck.