Written on 10.17.15

Almost another month. A mostly great one from what I can remember. I told him I loved him… Again. I need to stop with this unhealthy relationship. I need to stop with relationships, period. I’m tired. Ready to be done. I think I’m sinking into another depression. I shall overcome.


Written on 09.20.15

Two weekends ago, I decided to buy a planner. For the last week, that has been my life. My way of coping with life. I know what I need to do, but like any “addiction”, I have to stick to a game plan in order to “fix myself”.

He’s my drug… I love him… But right now, it’s better for me to start loving myself more.


Written on 09.18.15

I miss him. As much as I hate to admit it… He has my heart. This is so frustrating.

The worst part about all of this is that I’m not even torn about who I should be with. I KNOW that it isn’t him. I’m okay with it not being him.

At the end of the day, I just want to move forward with my life. Tired of making stupid decisions when it comes to him.


Written on 09.05.15

A reminder of how difficult life can be.

We’re back to one vehicle and it’s driving me crazy already. The man has a crazy schedule, which means my entire life is turned upside down… From waiting on him to get home in the mornings to pick us up to waiting on him to pick me up from work. That’s the part that is going to get extremely frustrating. He has back to back clients, which means that I’m going to be sitting at work until at least 8:30. (I’m scheduled to get off at 5.) He says it’s going to be at least a month before he can get his car fixed.

Today, I found myself upset because he was gone until almost noon. Because of the car situation, I haven’t been able to go shopping or anything. I hate that I’m confined to a house, because it’s hard to get around with two small children on feet.

I hate life right now. Just… Woosah…


Written on 09.04.15

I feel so funny being like “Dear Diary”.  LOL!  This isn’t really a diary.  More of a collection of random thoughts about my real life.

I chose sugarcoating.me because that’s what I do in real life. I make it seem like everything is okay, but the truth is that things are far from…