(that means I love you!) Anybody else forced to watch The Jetsons as a child because there were only FOUR FREAKING CHANNELS on AFN?!?!?!
Tune in, turn off, drop out, drop in, switch off, switch on and explode!
YAY! I can (kind of) taste again! The result of over medicating! I hate taking medicine...
Anyway I wasn't whining or being sad in my last journal, I was just talking, when member "A" of my family got drunk they'd talk about death and stuff all the time to me and I'd humor them knowing full well we'll have the same conversation tomorrow and the next day and so on. (at least I always knew what to say...
) So those conversations are like normal discussion which I guess makes me even more horribly horribly socially awkward. It doesn't help in social situations my brain shuts down, I often just repeat the last thing someone said, then correct myself, make a forced nervous giggle that doesn't really come out of my throat so I make this squeaking noise, stare at the floor then hope to explode. Nobody else wants to talk about stuff like that. SOOOO I just wanted to point out I'm not depressed or anything (just a little angry at those kids, but I think it's time to move on from that, I'm sure you all agree
) At least not depressed at this moment, but thank you for your comments, you're really sweet and I really truly appreciate it!
I put journals on here not really hoping anyone will read them, BUT the fact that someone might read them makes me feel better than writing it in a journal and hiding it. (And I get some really good replies on here too)
Wow, sick Jessica has better grammar than non sick Jessica, why yes I am referring to myself as Jessica... My God! I've gone insane!
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