I made it through. I drank too much, but I made it through.
I feel like I don't even know my life anymore. It seems like a foreign object...a strange beast...an alternate universe.
I am thankful for my best friend Libes for always being here. I am glad I can be cheerful in the midst of pain.
I feel so weird.
That's what's the worst. I feel so weird.
I don't know myself.
Who is this sad little Arielle with the broken up life?
The tears just waiting behind her eyes?
All the fear.
I don't want to complain. I have it good. Life has treated me kindly in many respects.
It all comes down to 2 things tonight:
I miss Rick.
And I hope that I can be loved again.