..until the talkshow. And the costume is half-ready. At least I received some of the social pay from last month, which keeps me going. My laptop is in a bad condition, my phone died yesterday (no money to prepair it..), and my internet stick died as well last week. :// totally shut off the world, and that leaves me time pondering the wonderful person I met recently.
The first guy that really deserves love by the way he acts..showers of it. I realize the strain on me takes its toll. I cannot love him (new feeling). I am empty. I barely have the energy to handle our physical relationship. Which- considering what is going on in my life, really is no big surprise here. He has got patience with me, so there is hope though. ;) Meanwhile, he does his utmost best to protect me, which comes in handy and is direly needed. Hope the costume will look somehow good.
I worry about Sasha, reading about the flood in NY. Seriously worried, but cannot call him since my mobile is broken. ://
I received a letter monday..and had my first almost breakdown for months. The PVA (pension fund) needs a specialist to decide on my condition for the burnout cure. GUESS who they eventually hired..the fucked up, pension-ripe psychologist from the BDZ..I have the right to ask for a different one- but won't. For a reason. More to that later on.
The first guy that really deserves love by the way he acts..showers of it. I realize the strain on me takes its toll. I cannot love him (new feeling). I am empty. I barely have the energy to handle our physical relationship. Which- considering what is going on in my life, really is no big surprise here. He has got patience with me, so there is hope though. ;) Meanwhile, he does his utmost best to protect me, which comes in handy and is direly needed. Hope the costume will look somehow good.
I worry about Sasha, reading about the flood in NY. Seriously worried, but cannot call him since my mobile is broken. ://
I received a letter monday..and had my first almost breakdown for months. The PVA (pension fund) needs a specialist to decide on my condition for the burnout cure. GUESS who they eventually hired..the fucked up, pension-ripe psychologist from the BDZ..I have the right to ask for a different one- but won't. For a reason. More to that later on.
