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Today was great and full of steady accomplishments and so obnoxious I wish it were a small dog I could kick in the teeth. (No, I don't kick dogs but if today were I dog I would kick it.)
Two very busy patients. Still didn't feel restaurant "busy" to me but I also don't bear any real responsibility for getting shit done so I'm sure it was exhausting for my dear floor-mom, i.e. professional mentor. There are also a handful of people on my unit with terrible personalities ... like, please don't belittle my mentor by "teaching" her in front of me. The word for that is "tactless." Another is "rude."
The real thing nagging at me though, the fart in church, if you will, is my house guest/classmate. Nice but so needy. Will I give someone a ride who needs one now and then, sure. I am not your personal driver. Honestly, I'm not that nice a person and I probably was slightly peeved the first time you asked me to go out of my way but Karma's a bitch I don't need on my heels. And no mistake, I am territorial. The second you asking for a ride turns into, "but why not, where are you going to be" we are not in a happy place. I am territorial. Not of friends, not of boyfriends or girlfriends, but absolutely of myself. The second you invade my space it becomes dark and stormy and not at all happy. So back the fuck out.
I ended today pretty pissed which means angry eating. Healthy dinner plus a slice of cheese, a bit of bread, and a mini peanut butter cup. Not Dukan friendly. And since I punish little binges with weigh-ins, I know that brought me to a fake as hell 168.4lbs tonight. I'm resolved to forget about it and assess in the morning.
But I am pissed, if that weren't abundantly clear.
Two very busy patients. Still didn't feel restaurant "busy" to me but I also don't bear any real responsibility for getting shit done so I'm sure it was exhausting for my dear floor-mom, i.e. professional mentor. There are also a handful of people on my unit with terrible personalities ... like, please don't belittle my mentor by "teaching" her in front of me. The word for that is "tactless." Another is "rude."
The real thing nagging at me though, the fart in church, if you will, is my house guest/classmate. Nice but so needy. Will I give someone a ride who needs one now and then, sure. I am not your personal driver. Honestly, I'm not that nice a person and I probably was slightly peeved the first time you asked me to go out of my way but Karma's a bitch I don't need on my heels. And no mistake, I am territorial. The second you asking for a ride turns into, "but why not, where are you going to be" we are not in a happy place. I am territorial. Not of friends, not of boyfriends or girlfriends, but absolutely of myself. The second you invade my space it becomes dark and stormy and not at all happy. So back the fuck out.
I ended today pretty pissed which means angry eating. Healthy dinner plus a slice of cheese, a bit of bread, and a mini peanut butter cup. Not Dukan friendly. And since I punish little binges with weigh-ins, I know that brought me to a fake as hell 168.4lbs tonight. I'm resolved to forget about it and assess in the morning.
But I am pissed, if that weren't abundantly clear.
