I am in a bad mood. Not really a snap someone's head off, evil eyed, all negative bad mood, but a bad mood just the same. I don't like it and times like this it is probably a good thing I live alone.
Physically I am feeling much better. Thank goodness for that, so I shouldn't complain and yet I do. Shame on me!
Feeling guilty makes my mood worse! These past few months are such a blur to me. My world is just so weird at the moment. My future is unclear to me on so many levels.
So I'm in a bad mood!
Hunting Season started this morning. I've heard several shots, I hope they missed my deer that live around here. I hope they are bad shooters.
My fingernails are almost all the way dark now, just the tips left. The skin on my hands look so old, like I'm 90. I feel 90.
What if my hair doesn't grow back?
Jonathan's death still doesn't feel real to me. Somewhere in the back of my mind I keep thinking he'll call me and I'll say, "I knew it wasn't true!"
I'm on long term disability now and I'm not sure how much longer I am going to have to miss work and I'm afraid I'm going to lose my job.
I don't want to have radiation after all this and I'm afraid I will have to.
I can't seem to "feel" anything about anything. That's not like me. Usually it doesn't take much to excite me.
All food taste like crap!
I told you I'm in a bad mood.
But this too shall pass. But in the meantime it is no fun!