Skeleton

Things have not been going well the past few days. I have come down with what seems like the flu (hopefully nothing worse), called in sick twice, along with some personal issues. In the past three days I have barely eaten what I usually eat in one day, so at this point I am a skeleton. A very weak skeleton.

When I get sick, I get very frustrated. Especially when it lasts for more than a day. Or when I'm fine for one day, then the next day it's back to square one. I usually never go to the doctor either, unless I feel like I might die. If this thing goes on for much longer, I might actually go. I hate doctors, of any shape or form. I'm just terrified of the truth and I don't want the to tell me something I don't want to hear. So I just don't go. I know that's bad, but fuck, a fear is a fear. I know one day I'm going to have to face it. It might as well be sooner than later.

This weekend is Halloween, and if I don't get better by then I'm gong to hurt someone. I don't know why but whenever I get really sick, it's always around a holiday. Many many years ago I got a horrible flu for two weeks the day after Christmas. That was the worst time ever. I couldn't enjoy the time that I had off school, or the cool gifts that I got. I just stayed in bed, and wept, for two weeks. Horrible, horrible memory!

Well, hopefully I start to regain strength and will be able to eat properly soon, if not then you can just assume that I am dead. Just kidding!