Today went by so fast, but now it's night and I have that "I wish there were someone who loved me here" feeling.

I got up early. I can't seem to go to sleep at night or sleep in any more. I was supposed to pick Brett up at 9 but he ended up staying most of the day with my Dad who took him fishing and had lunch. It was very nice of him and meant a lot to my son.

Brielle had dance class and then there was a parent meeting about our trip to the city next weekend. I'm less anxious about the trip then I was and am actually feeling that it may just be fun if I let myself relax and have fun. I am picking her up in the a.m. from her Dad's to go to church. This will be our first time going in many years.

My ex got out of work an hour late tonight and he was the one taking the kids for the night and had promised them a certain dinner. I went out to dinner with a friend and her husband that I've hung out with a few times. We were planning to go out dancing and drinking afterwords but I just couldn't do it. That feeling of needing to be safe and home overwhelms me.





"We hide because we want to be found. We walk away to see who will follow us and we let our hearts get broken just to see who cares enough to fix them."