  I am in the process of writing a long summary of what happened when I was a kid, the warped reality that resulted, and what I've done with that reality since.
I am also developing the list of characters that are in my head, to try to nail down the negative self-talk problems. I will post it, even though it will be quite long. I was real down last night, although I can't put my finger on why specifically. I think sometimes I just get emotionally tired, not necessarily sad or angry or depressed. I know it's just a symptom, but sometimes I have no energy or desire to do anything.
I wanted to leave the house for a while last night and just be by myself, but Anne was going to her quilt class. She offered to take Nikki with her, so Dan and I were at home. He left me alone for part of the time, but wanted to play later, so I did. I forced myself to play a game with him (I like to play with him) but I really didn't want to . I went to bed as soon as Anne got home, while she stayed up late (as usual). I am feeling sick. My migraine is back, the stuffy nose and allegies have been after me for a month now, and I just feel worn out.
Sleep helps, but not much. My stomach is upset, and I think I will go home. Great timing: Nikki's birthday party and sleepover is this weekend. It will be interesting - 5 or 6 little girls running around and screaming all weekend. I don't mind, as long as she enjoys herself. Bye Bye, bloggers, see ya Monday. 
