What Goes Around, Comes Around

My therapist gave me journal to write in so she can analyze my thought processes.

That task has given me anxiety. Thus, I have not written.

Which has given me further anxiety because I fear she'll be upset that I haven't written or feel like I haven't tried. I don't know.

I also haven't been feeling as anxious? I have no idea.

Maison Des Lunes

Listening to my favorite soundtrack.

Beauty and The Beast is wild. Like the concept is crazy.

Karma is crazy. He really got turned into a beast because he treated someone horribly because he thought they were ugly.
BUT not only was he changed, his whole household was turned into foolishness.

I feel like writing an entire dissertation on this movie.

Why didn't the beast know how to read? That doesn't make sense based on the beginning nor the "time period" of the movie. The whole movie is really based on the fact that Belle, as a woman, likes to read which is unusual for the women in her time period and for women in general.

How then, would a prince not be able to read?? Education was specifically for men and people of power. That makes no sense.

I'm also assuming that he was the irresponsible younger brother that went to live by himself because it makes no sense as to why he's alone as a prince because that implies that his parents are still alive.

How did no one know or remember this castle? Like how is no one aware of what's happening? No one checked in on him? How did this info not get out? Why does no one know about the beast?

....

I've just spent 30+ minutes doing research on the definition of prince and looking at the history of France.
Do I miss school? Is that what this is?

Tenth Chance

I hate when people flake on me. Especially last minute.

To me, that just shows that you don't care about my time. Which...hello!...rude af.

I hate feeling so alone here in ATL. It sucks. I know people but I'm not actually friends with anyone. No one is really about me and it's trash.

I know life is trying to teach me to be about myself and for that to be enough. However...it's not.

I have therapy on Tuesday. Thank. God.

Comfort Inn Ending (Freestyle)

Stressed and depressed. Up. Need to be asleep.

Tomorrow I have to wake up and drive to Huntsville to unfortunately end a friendship as well as take care of some business. Angry because I'll be missing my nail appointment. I had errands to run. I'm spending hella money I don't have.

I hate when people don't communicate their concerns. If you can't do something, say something. If you don't want to do something, say something. Stop wasting people's time, energy and money.

Scatterbrained.

The Start of Something New ft. Troy Bolton

Welp. Here goes nothing.

This blog isn't for anyone but me. I just need an outlet and this is the newest avenue I've chosen to hopefully get positive results.

Depression is a b*****. Anxiety is the assistant b*****. That's all for now.