Being an adult is dumb. I'm not healthier or happier. The last time I had this many doctor's appointments was when I was a baby. Happiness is second to the nervious/scared feelings. I don't want to do all this alone. I wish there was someone here that would do stuff with me. Like my mom or a friend. I don't have a friend here that I can just call whenever or ask to do me a favor.
I think all I really want is a hug. Too bad I only give hugs out to like 5 people. Count down to the next time I see one of those people.
Or maybe all I needed was to vent. Now all will be well.
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