looking forward to tomorrow

[collwen]

It'll be a different day. And I'll be heading down to the Stronghold after work to visit for the night and recharge a little before meeting up with my mom and brother for more packing.

Need to remember to get boxes- we ran out while packing the kitchen and haven't gotten the dishes packed yet. Still have the dining room and the living room to do.

And I'm hoping not to get a phone call. Or at least if I do it's not bad news. My Aunt Joyce (my maternal uncle's wife) is on her way to a hospital in NYC (Mt. Sinai I think) and is high on the liver transplant list. Now, while I haven't been nearly as close to her as I was with my Aunt Glady, I still don't want to lose someone else in my family.

Between that and the feeling like I'm fighting that I'm just a fat, ugly, dumb, no-taste trailer-trash nobody makes me very interested in tomorrow getting here.

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[collwen.livejournal.com]

"Anyone who tells you differently is beneath you."
What if it's not someone else telling me that, but me telling myself?

[nounsandverbs]

We all do that, on occasion. Just remember it's a story you're telling yourself -- and you can always change the storyline.

For what it's worth, you are none of those things you mentioned.