Yesterday was the day from hell. I worked 8 hours and then the staff here made me feel like shit and I cried. After standing for 8 hours with little to eat and drink and wearing heels and work clothes- do you think I really wanted to walk around downtown?? No. I didn't. Jess says I should have brought a change of clothes to work (??) but yeah, our lockers are not *that* big. So I'm feeling irritable about them today, whereas yesterday I just felt shamed by them. It brought me back to childhood situations where my parents tried to shame me for not being grateful. I said I was sorry but that apparently was not enough for them. I'm still fat as always, and it's really bugging me- I'm wearing a men's medium and it's too small. It was the only shirt left on the rack though. I work tomorrow because I picked up a shift for someone. It's only 12:45-5pm. Not too bad. So I'm not feeling my best today but at least I get to go home with my mom for a while. I might be getting a car within the next week. I'm excited about it, but still feel a little numb inside. I'm really worried about Dawn because she hasn't been online in a while and no e-mails or journal entries. Dawn, if you're out there, COME BACK!! <3,



-molliebear