I love football season. I love Saturday and Sunday during football season.
I don't know what was wrong with me yesterday. I was an emotional basket-case, seriously. I cried, like, ten times. I woke up crying (but that was legit), I cried when my boss spoke to me, I cried because I thought one of my patients (an older lady) was just too precious, and then I cried several more times just thinking. I think a lot of my emotions came from two sources.
One is my birth control. This shit is crazy and it makes me crazy, seriously. It makes me physically sick, I think. I think this because all month (the whole time I have been on it) I have felt physically ill. I constantly feel nauseous and then yesterday (the emotional day) I actually threw up twice. Needless to say, I will be changing next week.
The second source of my crazy emotions (I think) was the dream I had the night before (thus, the waking up crying). I had a dream that I was being raped and the person that I thought would save/help me just stood there and watched. The raper was a patient that comes into the dentist office where I work and the dream was SO realistic. I was in a car (with what I thought would be the saver) and the raper came up to the window and asked me to get out of the car to look at his teeth. I did and then he pushed me down and it went from there. I was screaming for the "saver" and when I looked up, he was just standing there watching! SO, I think that had a lot to do with my state-of-mind yesterday.
I would like to know what this dream means. If there are any dream-interpreters out there, please analyze this for me!
I can't wait to get out of this damn house. This morning, I found a beer can in my room and I promise it wasn't mine. It's hard to get away from someone when you are in "their house". God, I hope I am never like that.
Anyway, so tonight I am going to a local bar for a "concert". I guess it is concert, it is a bunch of DJs. Apparently it is a pretty big deal. I haven't ever been before but people have been talking about this for weeks, maybe even months, seriously. My only reserve is the crowd. There is suppose to be a huge turn out which means there will be lots of people there who I don't care to see. Not to mention it is going to be PACKED. I would just go and get super drunk so I won't be as concerned with the people there but, alas, I can't spend the night at the bar so I will at least need to be able to safely drive. We will see, I guess.
I think I just contradicted myself in those last two paragraphs. But, whatever.
Yessica! I hope your emotional state gets under control eventually. Birth control can make you do some crazy shit.
ReplyDeleteIn all my years of BC, my emotions have run the gamut. I've gone from OMG.I'm.going.to.be.a.psycho.and.key.your.fucking.car.because.I'm.so.paranoid.you.are.cheating.on.me.with.everyone to I'm.so.horny.I'll.hump.a.doorknob to I.will.eat.two.dozen.Krispy.Kremes.and.if.you.try.to.stop.me.I.will.shank.you.
So good luck with that.
And sorry about the dreams too. Call me if you ever need to!