November 9
I hate this time of year. Did I always? I can't remember. It's cold outside and there's more of that white stuff that is so pretty at first and then makes everything this really gross brown. It's gray outside and I think I'm drinking more than I used to. There are holidays coming and celebrations of togetherness always just seem to make me feel more lonely.
My brother has a girlfriend. Really? Really. She's coming home with him for Thanksgiving. Brave girl. Especially now that there's going to be a wedding. It's all Mama Sally can talk about. She actually said "I'd like for you to call me Mama Sally. Not that I'm trying to replace your mother but we're family now." It made me want to throw up actually.
I'm trying to be a good "sport" since dad still calls me that but it's harder than it looks. She babytalks less thank God!
I feel like an alien looking in on all of this. I miss being a part of the action.
I miss Mike.
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