Wow, what a week. I've felt so many emotions and ups and downs. But thankfully, they're mostly ups. I feel like I can finally breath. I was asked if it feels like a dream that I'm going to wake up from even though I don't want to and I said no. Really, it seems like I finally woke up from the dream (not the happy, "this is what I've always wanted" kind) that I've been dreaming for the past 20 years. It felt like all that time I was asleep, waiting to really live and now I'm actually awake. This all feels so real to me. It feels right. It feels great. I'm so happy now, sooo much happier

Counseling services needs to hurry up and call me back. I need to get back into that office and work this out. I need to know how to handle the guilt-tripping. I also need to remember to make an appointment with the doctor, which requires having my insurance info handy. I should probably keep my insurance cards in my wallet, especially since they're in my purse which I hardly ever take with me anymore.

 

I soooo wish I had a singing voice. It's so frustrating listening to a song that really gets you into it and you want to belt out the lyrics but it sounds like an animal in agony >.<  I think I'll stick to singing in the car by myself.

 

On another note, I'm curious to know why I'm getting so many hits from Washington. Hello, Washington

I've found yet another reason I should live on my own. It's embarrassing though, so I won't share!! I think it's the one secret that no one, absolutely NO ONE, knows but my family, and that's only because they've walked in on it or it's waken them up since I mostly do it at night when everyone's sleeping. Although, I'm not ashamed to do it in front of my sister during the day. She usually ignores me but when she does pay attention she thinks I'm a freaking weirdo. I guess I am.

It's not what you're thinking, though. Get your mind out of the gutter! :P It's just lame, silly, and pretty stupid. But a girl can dream...