I'm home alone, yet AGAIN. Nothing to do. And yes, yes I did just cry because I realized someone defriended me on Facebook. And it's not even anyone I give a shit about, but it still made me cry. And I'm even MORE mad at the fact that I was asked by THREE different people to go to the Daughtry concert tonight and I turned down all invites, just sure that my evening would be filled with something more exciting than staring at these fucking pink walls and getting all butthurt over Facebook.
It was between the lyrics "I went as far as I could, I tried to find a new face. There isn't one of these lines that I would erase. I lived a million miles of memories on that road." and "Guess who's back? Back again?" for the title to this post, but "Who says you can't go home?" seemed perfect as I feel like I'm home again.
It's silly, I know. I don't know if anyone even reads blogs anymore. I don't know if anyone reads mine. It doesn't really matter. My therapist suggested I write again whether it be in my journal or blogging. But my immediate thought was this blog. This is where I poured my heart out for years and it feels like my home. The last post I made here was about how wonderful my life was. How much better it was. That was a little over a year ago. And let me tell you. It's been a hell of a year. My kiddos are wonderful. Barbie Jr. while still sassy at times, is becoming such a beautiful (of course…
It's silly, I know. I don't know if anyone even reads blogs anymore. I don't know if anyone reads mine. It doesn't really matter. My therapist suggested I write again whether it be in my journal or blogging. But my immediate thought was this blog. This is where I poured my heart out for years and it feels like my home. The last post I made here was about how wonderful my life was. How much better it was. That was a little over a year ago. And let me tell you. It's been a hell of a year. My kiddos are wonderful. Barbie Jr. while still sassy at times, is becoming such a beautiful (of course…
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