Redemption

I think it's a bad sign that I can't even spell redemption right. I hope to get some at some point in time so that I don't rot in hell forever. However, I think the things I've done and the thoughts I've had are worth it. Speaking of that. I hate my ex-husband, he's an asshole.

Another week has passed by, thank God. I'm still behind on my school work but hope this week will be the week I get motivated. I've been having trouble wanting to get out of bed lately. I hear that's what happens when you're depressed. The low point must come and then I can only go up from there. I think I'll pick it up tomorrow; I missed a certified letter in the mail today from my ex-husband's lawyer. Okay, well it's getting late and I wouldn't want to put anymore down here than I already have, this late at night. I can't be held accountable for anything I say or type after 8pm.