So there are five days left and I do not want to take these pills anymore. John and I thought maybe I should stop, but me being who I am told my sister because I knew she would yell at me.
At this moment I am sitting on the bed, staring at the clock. 5:15 am and I am weighing it in my mind, do I take the last five days, or do I feel better now. Obviously my sister yelling at me didn’t convince me. So now I am telling you.
Yes, I know how incredibly stupid I sound, but somewhere along the line I have become a big baby?