Stress

Stress is starting to build up.
Planning and paying for a baby shower, Paying bills,Keeping my room clean, Trying to lose weight, Hating my hair, Being sick,Paying and working on school, Saving up for a car, Not having a phone, Depending on Kyle and others, My arms covered in Eczema, Laundry and not finding anything to wear, Missing my mom(gasp), my sister(gasp) and my dogs, Having nightmares about my mom and some about Kyle, and one about being pregnant.

My days go by too fast and I feel weak and hopeless. Little things like doing my hair and keeping my room and teeth clean stress me out more than they should, haha.

Writing all of this down and reading it makes me hate myself for making a big deal.

All I really want right now is to be able to pay for the baby shower. For Rachel. I want her to be happy with how it turns out and I want people to get the damn invitations on time.

Well enough of that. Sorry I just needed to vent to someone(or thing) other than Kyle. Poor guy, haha. AND I'm pretty sure Bekah is the only one that will read this.