Taking a deep breath

All right so my phobia is a little unreasonable and stupid, it’s not like I don't know that but I am a bit of a hypochondriac. The grossness that is on my knee is getting better. F. said that is was a spider bite the got infected and I need to put heat against it to drain the poison away. So far it is working. It still looks disgusting but hey at least the swelling went down and it no longer itches. I hate getting ill in any way shape or form. It scares the hell out of me because I never get sick, it just really uncommon. I hate when others get sick too because I freak out I try not to but that never seems to work. When M.D. got sick I was all, for lack of better words, sick with worry. I try not to project it onto other people though.


I was watching this TV. program that was very much so a waste of life as well as drama in a box but it made me sad because the woman looked very much like my lover and I began to miss her even more then I was, like that was possible. She is so good to me; she sent me a good morning message. I felt all loved and pathetically happy.


I am feeling much better then I was last night. I was crying so much that I thought that I might faint, no joke. I am not a fianter but when I am scared I become unreasonable.

So, yeah.

I am happy, healthy (sort of), and doing pretty good all round.


Nena