pain-sickness
Ten minutes after writing said entry, I was promptly sick. Not from drink though - I only had a few sips of champagne, and I ate most of my dinner (which was good, even if it came back up again).
I think it was pain-sickness. Which is scary because that's never happened before, and it leaves me thinking maybe I should look at going to the doctor *shudder* to see if he can proscribe something.
It seems to get progressively worse.
What a fun Christmas(!)
Rob, is an angel though... and I am fated, I set myself up to be disappointed - always.. without fail.
And I shouldn't be disappointed, I should be numb, unfeeling, uncaring. It happens so many times. But each and every time - its that horrible sinking feeling that I've set myself up again....
Ben's working for the next four days, I'm off till monday, I still feel sick - but I don't think I will be (if that makes sense) Just... lonely
And, while I've said this before a few entries back, I will do my damned hardest to not compromise myself anymore
0 missing sheep. Will you follow?
