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- Mar 26, 2011
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It just seems everything that could go wrong is doing right now and here feels like the safest place to just get it down so it's not rushing about in my head.
After a tough few weeks with numerous exams, I knew asking for my health to hold out was going to be asking a lot but I know the stress has triggered off a mini-flare which, while manageable, is a bit of an annoyance when I still have exams. Okay, a bit is an understatement.
Not been getting on with my parents recently either. Don't know whether its been the pain or the stress that has left my tolerance low but I've been snapping at every little thing which is obviously not going to do anything for relationships under this roof.
Then last night a huge concrete slab was thrown through our front room window. Luckily the only injuries were a bruise when I dived to the floor thinking it was gun shot (it was a lot louder than i'd have imagined a smashed window to be) and a pricked finger in the clean up but it could have been so much worse had my little brother still been sat on the couch under the window
so that's shaken me all up as well and made the stomach play up a bit more which I didn't need. It's just horrible not to feel safe even in your own home...
Turns out there's not as much... Just feels in my head. Feels better to see its not as much though. Not sure of the point of this, except to just get it out of my system
After a tough few weeks with numerous exams, I knew asking for my health to hold out was going to be asking a lot but I know the stress has triggered off a mini-flare which, while manageable, is a bit of an annoyance when I still have exams. Okay, a bit is an understatement.
Not been getting on with my parents recently either. Don't know whether its been the pain or the stress that has left my tolerance low but I've been snapping at every little thing which is obviously not going to do anything for relationships under this roof.
Then last night a huge concrete slab was thrown through our front room window. Luckily the only injuries were a bruise when I dived to the floor thinking it was gun shot (it was a lot louder than i'd have imagined a smashed window to be) and a pricked finger in the clean up but it could have been so much worse had my little brother still been sat on the couch under the window
so that's shaken me all up as well and made the stomach play up a bit more which I didn't need. It's just horrible not to feel safe even in your own home...Turns out there's not as much... Just feels in my head. Feels better to see its not as much though. Not sure of the point of this, except to just get it out of my system
