What Dr. Sauza told me…

Today was one of those days that you look back on and go, it made my week worth it. And yet at the same time you still end up fighting off the same disappointment, anticipation, regret, truths, deceptions, loneliness, serenity, and disappointment (what? I used that one already? Well it goes double!) that continue to get the better of you. So really, maybe it didn't make it worth while after all…

Being at a crossroad is—and I apologize upfront about the downerness of this post—never easy. And it's a real bitch when you've made that all important decision and get blind sided by a friend in need and your heart tricking you into reconsidering. Back to square fucking one. Looks like this past weeks Queeriosities will be pretty substantial.

Tonight Dr. Sauza told me to listen to my heart. I'm not sure I can do that… pretty sure it's broken.

You know what? I think I'll get a second opinion from Dr. Cuervo. He's a bit more in-your-face and sometimes harsh. But then again, he did show me how to block users on chat so maybe he's not all bad. He made it clear that I need to weed out the fair weather friends who rob me of my self worth and time.

(You know what? I don't think I should write after so much counseling with those intoxicating guys.)

Sometimes I wish certain people didn't know about this blog… that would make certain topics so much easier to talk about!

I know I promised a heavy duty session of going all bitchcakes on my visit to the 'rents last weekend… maybe I'll have gumption to get to it this weekend. After taxes. Sadly, that's how I roll.