#This weekend
This weekend I though several times of just being done with everything. Saturday I laid in bed all day, but got up a did some laundry and wrapped presents. I guess my fake face needed to charge back up. I have been extremely depressed since the nightmare I had the night before. I have lost both my parents, but in my dream they were saying the most awful things to me and I would look down and my skin was rotting off. I just can’t get past it. Sunday wasn’t any better. I fought my my significant other about how he is never here for me. I call my boss and asked if I could take a PTO day today and she said yes. I am looking for a way out of the dark, but I think I forgot my flashlight