I've had a major bad week.
I'm not feeling too well, mentally and physically. I wish I had real people I could talk to. None of my friends would understand...

There's a lot of shit going on between Steve and I, nothing bad...but I'm beginning to remember why he was such a bad idea.
The whole almost being shot thing, doesn't bother me as much as it did the other nurses. one quit and the other is on leave, which I guess only leaves me.
I hate to disappoint all those doctors with the fake smiles, Being nearly killed isn't the worse thing to happen...being dead comes to mind.
hmm, Although..tonight it would be a comfort.

Someone save me.