So I finally have the inclination to write, and I feel bad because it is not upbeat, in fact it is a lot of complaining. I am sad and frustrated. All I want is for someone to hold me close and say that they love me. I want my mom to come up and be with me. My heart aches for attention right now. I can't really explain it right now. I feel so unloved and unneeded. I know that that isn't true, but I am having problems convincing my heart that that is the case. My heart and head aren't communicating very well. I feel lonely. I really want to cry on someone's shoulder, but I feel so disconnected form everyone. I have a feeling that most of these feelings are hormones, but it doesn't help that I know that it will happen again next month, and the month after that, and the month after that, ect. This is not a good situation. I stayed in bed this morning because I had no desire to get up.
I want to read a good book, but I don't have any good books that I haven't read recently. I will probably go to Deseret Book tomorrow and pick one up. There are several that I would like to read.
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