The funny part about this is that all I can think about is how cool it is to be AF, and that I just passed the halfway mark to 30 days, and how cool it'll be to stop counting days at that point... I thought it was odd not to want a drink after such a shitty night (and I'm garunteed a worse one tomorrow). Foolish as it sounds I'm really happy about this whole AF bit, despite the trainwreck at work.
Most people would think I'm crazy for feeling this way in this situation, but I thought maybe I could share it here in hopes that some of y'all could relate.
Its past bed time tho...take care everyone.
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