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Suffocating. Running through endless corridors in a crazed panic. that is the feeling I get when someone mentions that a family memeber of theirs gets drunk. I know they aren't my dad. But in my mind I run. Flee. I cannot stand the words 'family' and 'drunk' in the same sentence. I feel suffocated. It isn't anyone's fault. And everyone is busy right now. Madie went out bowling with Ayaka and Whitney. I should stop this! But yet, a part of me is hurt by it. That fucking disease that polluted my life as well as my father's; alcoholism. I am strong. But I don't know how to deal with my feelings. So I turn to faithful Livejournal. It is there in rain or shine. For me to vent and rant. I'm behind in several rps. I'm sorry if I dropped off the face of the earth people. My therapist wants to change my medication. I think he my think I have symptoms of Asperger's Syndrome. Just what I need. I'll ask him on Monday when I see him.