Think I'll just go someplace and hide
Aug. 19th, 2003 10:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
birdspiritlandI thought that Tyson was supposed to be the bipolar one, not me. Over the last few days and, to a lesser extent, weeks, I've been excessively moody. It gotten to be a regular habit for me lately to have my "Saturday night breakdown" and cry into his lap for five or ten minutes.
It could be lots of things. It could be that my schedule isn't so much a schedule as a jumble any more. What I do know is that I want to run away from my home and my parents and everything else, and just end up in his arms. I want Prince Charming to come along and save me.
Which isn't what's going to happen. Deep inside, I know that I hav eto take more responsibility, get more stuff done. Be less of an ass to some of the people in my life.
I'm overwhelmed, burnt out, in dire need of a vacation. Problem is, I keep taking them, running away. I can't do that any more.
But oh how desirable it seems.
It could be lots of things. It could be that my schedule isn't so much a schedule as a jumble any more. What I do know is that I want to run away from my home and my parents and everything else, and just end up in his arms. I want Prince Charming to come along and save me.
Which isn't what's going to happen. Deep inside, I know that I hav eto take more responsibility, get more stuff done. Be less of an ass to some of the people in my life.
I'm overwhelmed, burnt out, in dire need of a vacation. Problem is, I keep taking them, running away. I can't do that any more.
But oh how desirable it seems.
