On the 5th day from now I'll be on my way. On my way to starting fresh, starting somewhere new
and by damn it i'm shaking in my chair not that i don't want to do this, for i am looking forward to it
but cleaning up my life here, where i currently am is proving harder than i thought. harder because, to be honest, i want to stay in denial, i want to stay distracted from the shit thats now left because of how lazy i have been. and it hurts to face it, it makes me nervous to call up accountants and beg them to take my case, it makes me embarrassed to think i haven't even looked at the investment porfolios that i've newely set up.... months ago.
god.. when did i get to be so bad? when did i let depression be an excuse to just curl up and read?
but f. its consumed me .. like every addiction i get. it consumes me it swallows me and i cant make myself puke it back up.
oh god, i am so screwed.. i have 1 business day to take care of mounds and mounds of stuff. I am not ready to pick up and leave.
i just want to scream. 'hold me' 'take care of me' let me be careless, irrisponsible.. ugh..
i need to pull my self together..
the reality i face is the fact that i only have 3 full days to get my shit together... *sigh*