I flipped out tonight. I was doing laundry all day. I had an apple pie in the oven and a grocery list for game hens and marinated vegetables... D got home and was pissed about school again. I was sweaty and tired... And I just lost my shit when he rolled his eyes about going to the grocery store. We started yelling at each other, I threw laundry at him. It was ugly.

We're both so tired, me especially. If I hear about one more person my age getting engaged, or getting a fabulous new job I'm going to throw up on them. I'm ready to be done with school. It's not fun anymore.

I just feel like I don't have anything good to say to anyone. I just wade through homework and the next thing I know the day is over. TV makes me happy. I can't do anything with any enthusiasm. I desperately want to get out of here every day. It just never happens, because I need the time to do homework, and sleep, and clean. The walls are closing in again, and like a trapped animal I've started lashing out at the only one in the cage with me.