Long day ahead. Yet I love waitressing. I think for me it is an escape. I can go to work...shut off the part of my brain that misses him so much and just play a role. I can serve others and make them laugh. I should have been a comedien...or at least I am told. I am very sarcastic...hahha Lately though people have been asking me..."Are you ok...you aren't yourself?"..I think my feellings have been showing on my face. I am stress-ridden and growing more and more tired of this.

Right now I second guess and over analyze freakin' everything. Not just with SO...but with anything anyone says to me. Creepss...in all honesty it is exhuasting...

Brain shut off.....and let normalcy come back.

You know the brain where I didn't care about the results of anything...where I knew I was loved and content...where did that happy little way of thinking go?

Stress sucks.