noisemx

I have been busy working on trying to sort things out with my most recent ex. It is not going too well and I am being held accountable for her fears. I have been trying hard to show my worth to her, but...

I am back on medication to keep me calmed down, I was bleeding alot again recently and my moods changing drastically constantly. I know it's bad when I can't even tolerate myself. The side effects are still being worked out by my body, so I am constantly tired but very rarely able to sleep for more than an hour at a crack (unless I use a sleep aid like alcohol).
My Submission Hold seven inch "Kamikaze Quagga" arrived in the mail today, but between poor packing and a mailman hell bent on fitting everything in the mailbox, it arrived broken.
I stopped by Brooke (the ex) and Epiphany (her daughter) this morning after having to run my sister to work at five thirty and it was a good thing too. Epiphany is fed through a g tube in her stomach, and she was completely wrapped up in her tubing and would have either ripped the tube from the feeding pump or from her stomach. Both would have been a great mess and one would have been a lot of pain for her too.
I like taking care of her.
Cheers.

Music:
Calexico "Sunken Waltz"
Harvest "Epicure"
Sedition "Police Story"