Journal Nov 18 2018

This is going to be a bad day. I didn’t sleep well at all. There was no coffee and I have no money so I had to borrow 2 bucks and bobbi’s car to run to Wawa for a cup of coffee. When I got there I found they have stopped selling pumpkin spice so I had to settle for dark roast. Then there was only 3 stirrers left. My OCD demands I use 4 no more no less. That’s an itch I can’t scratch.

To top it all off my depression is back with a vengeance. The gym is closed today for renovations. I couldn’t get there if it was open anyway since I have no gas and no money. So I am stuck here alone in this tiny house without even any tv or internet. I type this on my phone.

Even worse I have barely seen my wife these last two days. She doesn’t answer her phone nor respond to any text I send her. God how I miss her. I know. I know. Everyone tells me I have to get past her but I can’t. I love her with every fiber of my being.

Life sucks then it goes on.

2 thoughts on “Journal Nov 18 2018”

    1. Hey there old friend, Really good to hear from you. Hope school has been going well and life is treating you good, I don’t get on here that often either. Really do hope and pray that things are going well for you, Thanks fir dropping in and leaving a comment, Have a happy Thanksgiving.

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