HELP
No one understands the fact that once my Mom thought that I�d had a stroke that she fell apart. I am everything to them. Yes I�m going to hate when the inevitable happens and something happens to them but I want them to go before me. Because no one should bury their children. They�ve done so much for me. I wake up in the middle of the night having strange pains in my head. I�ve had them before but now I wonder if it�s stroke related. JAB tries to be understanding but it�s not in his nature. I hear him now on the phone. In this new house the office is on a loft so I can hear everything he says on the phone. I try not to be pissed because he needs someone to talk to also.
My main thing is that I know that something is wrong with me. It may not be a stroke and trust me, I�m happy about that but my left arm and facial area is still numb. I still don�t eat like I used to. Honestly this past week I�ve been afraid to leave the house. I�m not who I am anymore and JAB says that it may be a good thing. That�s NOT what I need to hear. I�m hoping that it�s a mental thing but then I don�t want to live my life on medication. I�m scared. There�s no other word for it. I�m fucking scared that at 38 my life has completely changed and there�s not a thing I can do about it. I just want to be the person I was last year. I�ve always been neurotic but now it�s truly affecting my life. The old me would have had all of my boxes unpacked. I�ve been off from work for a week. I�m dreading going back to work. I told them that I had some sort of stroke. Ok now I haven�t. Do I tell them that? Then do they think I�m faking. I�ve been thinking about all week what I should wear to work on Monday. Do I want to come back all strong and confidence or slow and thoughtful like I�ve been through a lot. . I�m so messed up right now. All I want to do is sleep. I�m so happy when I take my Ambien and go to sleep. I hate when sunlight comes. That can�t be normal.
I have to admit that I feel like I�m falling apart. GOD I need help right now. I'm begging. This isn't me.
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