Dreams
An auntie and uncle were visiting. The man looked like my eye doctor, Dr. Dayringer, and the woman looked like my aunt Cecilia. We were at the Kenwood Mall (I think so, but it was bog, had a different layout, and didn't look familiar at all). I saw a few of my friends. Either they or I went up to them to say "Hello" and talk to them. Afterwards, Brandon, Angelina, and I had to head home, and Aunt Cecilia and Dr. Dayringer began their date. This time we saw them, they were in much fancier clothing. We headed home. The next morning, I woke up to a spider in the corner of my room and Patrick attempting to mess with it. I was in complete terror and began screaming and fighting for my life. Patrick saw and figured his next action would be funny. He picked up the spider and made it crawl over my armpits. I attempted to scream for Ana, but no sound could be made from my mouth. I attempted to fight, but I couldn't move. I was frozen in place, dying of fear.
Then I woke up.
Phobias suck, don't they?
I told Ana that it was a bad idea to give Patrick a second chance living with us. He'll (try to) be good for about a day, before reverting back to his old ways. His promises of treating us nicer are complete bullshit LIES!
This nightmare proves it.
But no one listens to me.
5 Minute Journal
I am grateful for...
Slow mornings
Restful sleep
A structured routine
What would make today great?
Having a good workout during dance.
My stomach feeling better after last night's Mexican burrito
Spending time with Aunt Silvana and Uncle Jorge
Daily affirmations. I am...
Well qualified to dance with the game team to the point of coach BEGGING me to perform at the first game.
