Allie Jane ~
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I've been in massage school for about a month now, and suddenly I just feel so let down. I wish things had been different and I'd been able to drop everything and attend a school like ASIS or Heartwood. As it is, I'm going to a community college 14 hours a week while working full time. I just barely have enough time to get the coursework done between sleeping, going to work, going to class, and trying to take care of a husband and 2 dogs. I feel so guilty in my neglect of my hubby in particular even though he's so supportive. I haven't been to church in forever. My extended family thinks I've dropped off the face of the earth.
I should be studying right now, preparing for tomorrow's class, but I just can't focus.
I'm so stressed out that the raging acne I've had mostly under control for years came back and I had to go to the dermatologist. She gave me four prescriptions which together make me dizzy, itchy, burny and irritated. Maybe I should have just thrown in the towel and let her put me on Acutane . I HATE TAKING PILLS!
Add to all this the fact that I attended the birth of my nephew last Saturday/Sunday (pulled my first all-nighter in who knows how long), and all I can think about is having that precious little baby in my arms again. He lives 1.5 hours away.
I'm fried. Frazzled.
It's probably just too much stress and I needed to vent.
*sigh* :
I should be studying right now, preparing for tomorrow's class, but I just can't focus.
I'm so stressed out that the raging acne I've had mostly under control for years came back and I had to go to the dermatologist. She gave me four prescriptions which together make me dizzy, itchy, burny and irritated. Maybe I should have just thrown in the towel and let her put me on Acutane . I HATE TAKING PILLS!
Add to all this the fact that I attended the birth of my nephew last Saturday/Sunday (pulled my first all-nighter in who knows how long), and all I can think about is having that precious little baby in my arms again. He lives 1.5 hours away.
I'm fried. Frazzled.
It's probably just too much stress and I needed to vent.
*sigh* :