Fuck Dreams

Today started off really weird but ended on a high note. Wayne and I had a really odd fight about a shirt which makes no sense but I feel like sometimes you just need to argue and maybe that is just me. I feel like holding in emotions (yep I am saying this) isn’t healthy and sometimes you just need to get mad at someone to get it out of your system. We ended up going to see Captain Marvel which was pretty good. My moods are out of whack and if I had my choice I would rather deal with the downs then this shit. My daughter is on Spring Break so we hung out more today. I keep having more and more fucked up dreams. I wish they would just stop and I realize that if I saw a therapist it would help a great deal but we’ve been down that road and it isn’t happening again.

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