Other than that, nothing else awesome has happened. I'm still losing weight (not that I was extremely fat to begin with) and I have a doctor's appointment for June 10th in the morning. I don't like the idea of pap smears, but it's preventative care so what am I complaining about?
Also, day 3 of this 8 day stretch... this is my last dat of 4-9pm before 2-9pm starts and then next week it's 2-10 again. Too long. But I'm getting paid and I have plenty of stuff to keep my mind occupied during breaks and lunch. It's a distraction for feeling so...
I don't know... I guess I feel like a caged tiger no matter where I am and what I'm doing. I feel like I'm trying to outrun something, but it's almost always behind me. I'm marking down days on my calendar, but I have no date set for this feeling and how to deal with it.
As I sad on experience project to another user... it feels like I'm just waiting to die. I guess I'm still pretty sick of life, but I'm too much of a coward to kill myself.