I dig snail mail.

The past 24 hours have been stressful. Family drama of the intense kind drags me in and I'm trying to hold on to my sanity. Work was boring and I'm becoming depressed. It's my birthday on wednesday and it will most likely suck, as I have to work.

Then I got an early birthday card today and I almost cried. Not because I'm sad, but because it was wonderful.

I guess it's the little things.

Interior Decorating Porn.

I want to re-decorate.

What to do.

I really don't like people that I know sometimes. Between those that don't respect me, those who don't listen to me, and those who don't actually want me in their lives (it feels to me) I'm pretty sure I have two or three people in my life that actually want me there and like it. They treat me as equals and don't tell me what to do. They use me for support and don't try to take things on on their own. If nothing more than a ear and shoulder I can be good for that.

I also know my limits. I'm tired of being told what to do. I'm tired of being told who I am and how I feel. I'm tired of not being considered a friend when I've done everything I can to be one. And I'm tired of constantly settling for people I end up resenting because they make themselves out to be one thing and then become another. I'm tired of being treated as second rate.

And I have a sunburn and my kidney hurts.