August 13th,
Fishlegs continues to bring round video games and board games to keep me from going mad, which was nice at the beginning, but now I can't get his voice out of my head. I forgot how much he could talk when he gets excited. On the bright side, I've gotten a lot better at monopoly, but no one can beat Fish in scrabble.
He normally comes by at 2 and stays until 6 which meant he would often join me for dinner (Takeaways, takeaways and more takeaways), but today he was supposed to have dinner with his family so he left at 4, which meant I was home alone til 7. Dad had left some money by the door so we could order some food for dinner, but since Fishlegs had left early and I had gotten my fill of pizza and Chinese takeout, I decided to make my own dinner.
I've gotten a lot better at using a wheelchair Though I'm surprise Toothless hasn't run away with the amount of times I've run over what's left of his tail) and raided the kitchen. Dad usually picked at whenever I couldn't eat since I have a small appetite and since he wasn't a natural cook, the kitchen didn't have much.
It took me while (I had to eventually get out of my chair and just hop around the kitchen) but I made myself an omelette with whatever we had left in the fridge (Cheese and Mushroom yum).
I ate it in front of the TV; Mythbusters was having a marathon and I hadn't seen a lot of them. I fell asleep not long after, and sleep through most of the episodes, which sucked because I was actually enjoying the marathon.
Dad scolded me for cooking dinner but it was worth it, and dad hasn't yelled at me for a while, so it wasn't too bad. He joined me on the sofa after making himself a sandwich (or twelve) for dinner before nagging me to go to bed; I guess some things never change.
I wasn't feeling tired (it was only 10 after all) so I decided to bust out the old journal. My therapist says I should try and write in this more often but it's easy to forgot about something like this, especially when my mind's on other things.
Besides, we started talking about other things, and it's a lot easier to talk about my feelings and everything else. We're supposed to talk about my mom in our next session, which will be….fun.