gneiss and SS
I just opened the fridge to get the rest of my pizza, and there's three beers on the top shelf. Nice. Super crispy fishsticks!...my parents can use the fridge in the basement for that sh!t!
I guess I don't expect them to understand...but this is really tough. I'm okay for now, but when I'm having a really sh!tty day and I see that sitting there I know I'm gonna cave. It's simply amazing that I've made it this long...I can't believe I haven't given in yet...especially when one of those weeks was absolutely frightening...I was bad...really bad....scary bad....scared of myself and what I might do bad. Fortunately I don't feel that way right now....so that's good.
I know this isn't my house...and I know that if I was still living by myself in that crappy town, I'd most likely be dead now.
I know...I'm complaining AGAIN. What's new?