I am not one to spread my wings and share publicly for people to know how I really feel. This is me being vulnerable. Me being real. I am Desperate for me time. For time to myself, to take to me and rejuvenate myself.

Between having 2 busy weeks behind me, with a funeral of a dear Family friend who was like an uncle to me last Weekend and having the guy I was seeing end things with me the very next day. I am in desperate need of time to myself.

I’m sorry, I want to be encouraging and supportive, but when I don’t get the time that I need for myself then it’s not going to happen. I want to understand that my roommate is having a hard time right now but she doesn’t seem to understand what I am going through. Or the fact that I just need time for myself.

She was supposed to be going to visit family this weekend, but because she’s not doing well at the moment that is not going to happen. Which in turn means that I am not getting the time that I need for myself.

I know I may be sounding like a bit of a broken record now. But I need this and I don’t now how to get the point across how badly I need this. I need the relaxing time. I need the time to mourn the family friend and the loss of the relationship.

I now know that I will not be getting this time that I need this weekend and I really don’t know when I will get it.