Justin Bieber's downfall makes me feel sad. He used to be such a good kid, and lately he has just made bad decision after bad decision. His mom and his early supporters must be so disappointed in him.

Apparently I found out that my husband was sexually abused as a child. I didn't know about it until I found some links to a horrible website and then to the CIA. Apparently, he was facing depression really bad and was suicidal (I didn't know, he never told me) and thought that as a kid he was asking for what happened. He went on a website and found illegal images and reported them, in his words it was like attacking the people who attacked him. I found the history and freaked out. We have been seeing a therapist who says that this is normal, to lash out at people but I was also afraid that he went on that site and saw those pictures for himself (that was my first horrible thought even though there is no past history) we have been seeing the therapist together but I still feel like I have been betrayed and it will take a while for trust to come back. I love my husband and am proud that he finally told his family about it. I know he didn't deserve what happened to him as a kid but that first shock of finding out hurt a lot and the thoughts I had before he told me the truth.

I hate talking to my Mom on the phone, and avoid it at all costs. All she ever talks about is bad news. I don't care what random person I've never met has died. I don't care what stranger hurt themselves or committed suicide. I want to know how you're doing. I'm constantly emotionally drained from work, and expending precious energy to talk to you is a big deal. Don't guilt trip me because I don't care.

Why is it that people who chose to stay home and not out to the parties are kind of seen as outsiders or weird? My family goes out a lot and is social but with me it has always been hard to be around people. I always think of what I say may be wrong or I am being awkward. I leave the place wondering if I embarrassed myself. I try not to drink around my family (they drink to the point of being really drunk and it starts some drama. If I stay sober I can control my behavior) but they don't respect the decision I won't drink and try to push it on me. I enjoy just staying at home with my husband and do our own thing and if we do go out it's not in a large group. I am sick of my family calling me weird about this. I just choose not to deal with what I see is a bad social situation.

I decline invitations from a couple of good friends because there is no safe way to their home from mine at night. One lives in a bad neighborhood where I don't even like to get out of my car to walk into their house. I don't want to offend them, so I just decline. I don't mind going there in the daytime. We can meet somewhere for lunch or dinner or they can come to my house. I just want to stay safe when out alone at night.

Smokers do stink. I work in a clinic and we can smell them in our waiting room. One time it was so bad I didn't want to close the door to our examination room because I was gagging on the odor, but I had to eventually because of patient privacy. I don't hate yOU if you smoke, but I do hate the way you reek.

Ate 6 chocolate chips from premasw cookie dough at TJs. Not bad for premade, but not worth it.

Went to the doc today. A1C is 7.9, FBS is 185 (and I'm taking FOUR Metformin a day!), bad cholesterol is good, but good cholesterol is bad. Doc told me that if I don't get my act together and lose 50 lbs. I could end up in a wheelchair in five years. I've done nothing but cry all afternoon, and when I decide to tell DH what's going on, I can't get it out. I have no one to blame but myself.

I am not a smoker hater at all, more power to ya. But I work in a hospital nursery and feel bad for the babies who are brought to the nursery and their blankets and clothes smell like smoke.

I hardly ever buy makeup. I don't know how to apply it. Heck, I don't even know how to style my hair!! My mom forbade that stuff till I was 18. Im not good at any of it. Good thing I have a son instead of a daughter! Lol.