<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1743510213264576312</id><updated>2011-11-13T21:28:27.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside My Head</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemyheadorsomethinglikethat.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1743510213264576312/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemyheadorsomethinglikethat.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04922218806909075727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1743510213264576312.post-498628270688945115</id><published>2011-02-12T12:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:08:18.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely but not alone</title><content type='html'>So I have no job no friends and nothing to do.....its Michigan and it is winter so what can I expect really, I am depressed.  The things I want I have to weight for, so instead of living life I am rotting away in my house waiting for my insurance my school whatever.....I am not alone I have a boyfriend and two small children.  However the boyfriend works 45 hours a week, then also helps everyone else out when he is free.  My kids are 5 and 2 and I love them love spending time with them it would just be nice to be around people my own age sometime. And the only 2 things I have to look forward to are things that take a year and then three years.  So I guess I will sit here a few years and rot away, who knows maybe Ill die by then.  Why cant something I want just happen for once or not be so alone or stuck around kids all day everyday never any time to be just an adult.  The only time I get out is to go to the doctors.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1743510213264576312-498628270688945115?l=insidemyheadorsomethinglikethat.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://insidemyheadorsomethinglikethat.blogspot.com/feeds/498628270688945115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1743510213264576312&amp;postID=498628270688945115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1743510213264576312/posts/default/498628270688945115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1743510213264576312/posts/default/498628270688945115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://insidemyheadorsomethinglikethat.blogspot.com/2011/02/lonely-but-not-alone.html' title='Lonely but not alone'/><author><name>Mommy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04922218806909075727</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
