Of all the people that I’ve ever been disappointed with and all the situations that I’ve been disappointed with, the one who disappoints me the most is me.

Well, this week has been eventful and its not even over yet. I didn’t call dad for his birthday (bad Krissy!) but that was the night I was having the suicidal thoughts. No one wants to talk to someone suicidal on their birthday, especially my father who has very little patience with my illness. After I finally went to bed I was up almost all night till I realized (at 5 am) that I didn’t take one of my pills. I took the pill, but considering that I had to get up at 6:30 am, it was a little too late. I was exhausted yesterday. I went to bed at something like 7:30 pm. Tom came home and I knew he was coming home, but I was too tired to stay up. He actually came home and cleaned the apartment! Isn’t he wonderful? I did wake up at around midnight to the sounds of the vacuum, but I was so tired I didn’t really stay awake. Just woke me up enough that I remember it. LOL. I didn’t wake up when he finally came to bed. And he didn’t wake up when my alarms went off. Yes, I have two alarms. I need them. I got ready for work, and woke him up just a little bit before I left. It was good to see him. I worked all day and when I got home he was still here! He made me dinner. Now I have to stay up till after nine so I can talk to him. *sigh* The things I do for the man I love.