Vickiauntmick- Журнал, 30 май 13

Today is my birthday. I spent all morning attending the funeral of a dear friend, and I am sitting in a Chinese food joint eating everything. I'm in route to the dinner following the burial ( which I opted to skip) and decided I just needed some time to myself. It's been a trying week, so many losses and disappointments. I have cried non stop for two days... The minute I feel fine, someone askes how I'm doing or what's wrong, and I lose it again. This is the only place I feel like I can be selfish. I can complain about my problems, and not offend those having their own problems. I haven't even told anyone about my chickens other than you (my fat secret friends) because the people in my real live are dealing with the death of a human. I know u all through your journals, and sometimes I feel like I know u more. Here we can chose to read about each other, or we can stay gone for days and never respond. I know I come here to get what I can't say or confess in person off my chest, but I just need to let it out. I probably won't be here for a few days. I will be out of town a while. So, have a great weekend everyone. I'm going to forget about you, and everyone else for the weekend (no offence). I need to escape.