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Having ample time to think about it. My weight is never going to get better. I'm nearly 30 and I'm so far over weight that you might as well add another 0 to my age to get my weight. I've re-done my diet six times now. SIX. And it's not working, so aside from NOT eating, my weight is stiltedly going up.

And you know what else is not helping? My sudden outbreak of acne. I didn't get it when I was a kid, but now I'm covered from head to upper stomach region. I can't go out side because of the heat (migraines) and I can't go walking around our place because Jeff is sick with phnomonia, and that makes my subseptable to it up 20x. I'm already getting a cough. This is not good. I'm already 30x more likely to get it, without the added 20x.

My darling hubby is trying to get our car back from the stupid idiots we actually believed to be our friends. I can say this without it sounding bad- I hope my husband grows a pair and is not pushed around. I'm scared he's going to give in to any of their demands. He is stressed enough about money without this extra car leeching from us. I just want it to be over with. I don't want them anywhere near our lives ever again. He had to go today because they are planning on moving THIS WEEKEND.I just want to sign my name off the lease and that way she has to deal with the dealership and their payments. I want nothing more to do with it.

I can't take much more of this. It's to the point where I want to start drinking, just to numb out the migraines, the worry about phnomonia/bronchidis, the stress of the car, the heat from outside, my own inability to handle stress.

Mom made me this way and now she says i can't be this way. But that's another post for another time.

I was hoping for something a little bit more... happy. Something nice to put in here. Something to make not only me, but anyone who reads this, to make them feel a little bit better.