It seems that I feel a lot better today. I had a blast today. Apparently, all I needed was to vent and get away from the house. I went out to eat this morning. Then we went to a Flea Market. There I bought incense, soda, and a necklace. Oh and then we went to a mall about 15 minutes or so away from the Flea Market. I got my brother's birthday present at Belk and got me a few things at JC Penney's. I expected to just relax after the long trip back home, but no........work called me in. I needed the hours, so I went in. I didn't even need a nap today. I think this new med combo might do the trick. Now if I could focus at work instead of spacing out, everything would be cool.
Anyway, I vented here on my blog about things that I was not wanting to open up about for fear of mockery. I see that no one mocked me and releasing helped me wake up the today feeling halfway decent. This new medicine combination that I'm on hasn't had a chance to work yet, but at least it's not knocking me out and making me feel like a zombie all day. They say facing certain things and the emotions that come along with these things is the best medicine, as long as one can move on and not dwell. I didn't have a chance to recognize my feelings when all of that stuff was found in Gabby's house. I'm still glad that she's gone, but I'm moving on. She can't hurt me anymore. I am perfectly okay with that. I don't care one bit what happens to her now. I have me to worry about. Fuck her and all of her little butt licks.