A Surprisingly Sane Blog

I was really stressed out on the drive home from California, and I managed to chip my front tooth when I clenched then together abruptly at one point. Now I have to go to the dentist tomorrow morning for an x-ray to evaluate the damage and pay for whatever kind of repair that is going to need to be done. I think it’s safe to say I wasn’t chomping my teeth together delicately.

I’ve noticed lately that I’ve been waking up grinding my teeth a lot. I didn’t used to be so bad about it. My jaw is hurting.

Some days I wonder if I truly am doing okay mentally, or if really I’m just still a complete nut living under the “sane” mask of my life-saving anti-depressants. And in the meantime, I get to deal with an uncomfortable chip in my tooth until tomorrow morning.

Maybe I ought to sit on my porch with a shotgun and a banjo to complete the look.

Current Mood: Sad

Taking a weekend road trip to a dance convention in California with guy friends may just end in a shut the fuck up you piece of shit or I’m gonna ram your precious car off the highway with all of us in it while I’m behind the wheel.

It was not a very good weekend. Mental stability was not my friend in the crowded ballroom.

And sorry, A, I won’t wreck your car. Thanks for being our car-lender person and putting up with my insanity. I know, I’m a mess.

Current Mood: Alarmed