Tomorrow's her birthday. It's been months since I've seen her, but I still think about her everyday, even when I don't want to. I want to move on. I know she has, and just thinking about her in the arms of another makes my stomach turn and my mind go haywire.
Tomorrow is gunna be hard on me. Luckily I work, but I don't think that's gunna stop me from thinking about her and not feeling a li'l anxious and depressed.
I can't work out because I still feel sick, so there goes that outlet. Before work, I'm going for a 2 hour walk.
Let's hope this event doesn't fuck my whole day up.