So, I’ve been away from home for the past week, and at home we rarely eat out, maybe 2-3 times a month. I’m spending this week with my cousins, and we’ve eaten out everyday for the past week. My body and system isn’t used to it, and now it’s hard to digest. It’s a little after 4 AM, and my stomach is making all kinds of weird ass noises. I’ve eaten out more in the past week than I have in the past month. Running is more accessible here than it is at home, but I’ve only ran 3 times in the past week. What the hell? This time last week, I only had an hour and a half of sleep left because I had to get up for a 5k, yep a 5k. I’ve eaten Braums twice this week. My body is like, “What the hell are you doing? You know you can’t eat like this all time.” And my cousins know I can’t eat like this all the time, I have gallbladder issues, and I have to take stomach medicine everyday. And my cousin had has his taken out, so he knows a little of what I have to deal with. And it hurts a little bit right now. So yeah, not fun. We hardly eat out at home simply because we can’t afford it, plus my mom’s system is like mine, she can’t really digest everything, and just eat anything. When I get home, I’m doing some kind of detox or some shit, because in the long run, my stomach won’t take much more.
- Hunter Hayes (via paintdeath)
Seriously can’t win with this family. My dad has been in a shitty mood since Friday, but he’s actually okay today.
But guess who’s in a shitty mood now? My mom. What the hell? You were okay all day today, but we got back from getting supper. You completely changed in a 40 min span. I am so done with this family sometimes, and sometimes I really don’t give two shits. And I don’t care that I don’t care.
I just don’t know what to do anymore….