Happy Birthday to Me...

The past eight months have been a roller coaster.  Matt came back into my life and left again.  I thought he had changed, but I was wrong.  Work is getting worse.  There's absolutely no communication among the management team.  And to top it all off, my therapist is no longer in-network, so I'm looking at 317% increase in the price of  my mental health.  Any wonder why I chose to spend my birthday getting hammered?