
Morning-. I almost ALWAYS wake up with a racing heart and feeling nervous. I check my phone right away. I get up early, shower, do my makeup, drink some coffee and eat some breakfast. 10 minutes before phoning my fiance every morning. I get so nervous.. horrible stomach pains and my heart goes very fast. I worry.. will he pick up? Has he left home and gotten tired of me? Logically, none of that would make sense because we have a good relationship. Sometimes my parents annoy the crap out of me and ask non sense questions. If I'm not in the mood.. watch out!! I leave my house and go to his. I worry while driving.. "Will his car be there?" Again, irrational. I then worry.. will his family be home? I despise almost all of them for the way they treat my fiance. I go in his house, wake him up. Then we sit on our computer for the next few hours. Oh I should also add, I obsessively look through all of his pockets and coats and check the phone bill online. I don't know why.. it just helps me feel better.
Afternoon- Eat lunch.. then go to my friend's house and wake him up. ( He's like a father to me and unemployed...he's been there for me my whole life and nobody else has.) I worry the whole drive there because I have an irrational fear of finding him dead.

Evening- My fiance goes to work. I return to my friend's house and he cooks me dinner. We spend most of the night watching tv. I'm most comfortable in his house. I love his family and I feel no pressure at all when I'm there. Then I go home later on and go to bed. I should also add, I keep in contact with my fiance all night.. just to make sure he didn't forget about me.

Weekends are the worst for me. My fiance's WHOLE freaking family is home. I avoid them like the plague. Not because they don't like me or I've done anything to them. It's because of what THEY have done to my fiance. His Dad has stolen money from us on more than one occasion and I could really careless about ever speaking to that asshole ever again. What kind of #######5 person steals from their child? UGH! I'm alright with his mother I guess.. we don't talk much. His 2 younger sisters are a lot younger but rude. I tolerate it. The older one, she's very trashy and does drugs and drinks and drives. She's very rude to me for no reason and I no longer speak to her at all. I've been nothing but polite but I will never start a conversation with her. My weekends are filled with worry. I worry how I'll avoid them when I have to walk through the house. The only coping method I've found to be successful without being impolite is to pretend I'm talking on the phone. That way, they won't speak to me.
Well that's basically my life! LOL! Throw in a lot of worry, obsessive thoughts and irrational thinking in there too. If my daily schedule changes, I fall to pieces.