Last night in my half-asleep delirium I started sobbing and probably in some sort of half-crazed frustrated attempt to get myself to go to sleep I started banging my head against the wall. Then I passed out due to my blood-sugar issues. My roommate had to kick the door in and pour juice down my throat to get me to come to.
So yeah, not a good night. Thank god I have good roommates.
I'm so tired, and I was going to try to start eating again today but I feel more nauseous than ever.
I miss Alex.
Part of me wishes I could just get over him, I don't know how much of this I can handle before I totally lose it.
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