So I also backed my car into Harold's truck...and now we can't open the trunk and I can't drive it because I bashed out all the rear lights. I wasn't even looking when I backed up into his car. Like, I saw it, but it didn't register as being there. I'm all in my own head lately and it's driving me bonkers.
I'm going to therapy again, and it's helping. I'm breaking down over the littlest things lately, and getting so defensive. It's horrible. I can feel my emotions just going crazy.
There is a girl that I went to high school with but we have never really been friends until recently. OMG she is crazy and horribly selfish. She always bases her sentences around how much she has changed since she had her baby. No you haven't changed. UGH.