Gastroparesis sucks. But I have changed so much. I love how people see my change as a negative. Now I don’t put up with people’s crap anymore, and they hate that. They can’t WALK ALL OVER ME ANYMORE.

I don’t act fake. What you see is what you get what you get. (Very Taurus) I don’t have the energy to fake it anymore. Even before, when I “just” had depression, it was tough to fake things, but I tried. I wasn’t very good at it.

No more explaining anything to anyone. If the person doesn’t get it, it’s probably their fault hanging around people like them. Plus, lack of empathy.

I’m done. They lied about me. They used me and abused me. Yes, I’ve been abused. I will talk about it all in my book. And they want me to be happy. With them. NOPE.

I was sick all day. Guess who couldn’t take time off? Would you want to work for a company like that? Hope I feel better tomorrow. I will probably feel better if I don’t eat anything. Ha.

Woohoo! I just got Toxic Positivity from the library. I’ll be back. I’m trying to be on the computer less. Reading time.