...again....I live? Emo-ish problem list. Beware.
All right.
My list.
And holy crap this is going to sound SO emo, so if you can't stand emo-y-ness.....beware. *sigh*
1. I fell off the wagon with my problems and I've started sorting myself out. They've already started going away so I'm doing a lot better with it. Next time it'll be even easier to deal with. I hadn't done it in a year but it all kinda caught up and the itch wouldn't go away...so...I dealt with it. And now I have X's on my neck, stomach, arms, back, and over my heart that are starting to disappear, thank God. It's a good thing I don't go too deep. Feel the itch, deal with the itch, regret dealing with the itch, cover up like a fucking rape victim. It's a vicious cycle.
And it's a wonder my parents and counselor haven't noticed.
2. Dad's asshole-ness has escalated to a new peak. I shall leave it all at that.
3. My mother's about ready to be admitted into an asylum.
4. Thoughts have gone morbid again and I can't even draw anything happy. It's all kinda freakish and demented and I want that to stop.
5. I flat-out CANNOT focus on ANYTHING important and it's driving me utterly mad.
6. (not so serious list item) Rally is tomorrow night and my throat is hurting like woah.
7. I haven't listened to music in too long and it's starting to show. In an extremely bad way.
8. The family is at it. Again.
9. My aunt is driving thoughts about my father (yeah, he's an asshole at times but I love the man so much) into my grandfather's head and he only talks shit while I'm around. It takes all of my self control not to fucking kill him. I'm extremely protective of my father.
ON A GOOD NOTE.
GREAT NOTE.
AWESOME NOTE.
I have been deemed aunt of my cousin's baby. She's due in November <3 *huggles Kelly* Congrats to Kelly and George *clapclap*
END.
My list.
And holy crap this is going to sound SO emo, so if you can't stand emo-y-ness.....beware. *sigh*
1. I fell off the wagon with my problems and I've started sorting myself out. They've already started going away so I'm doing a lot better with it. Next time it'll be even easier to deal with. I hadn't done it in a year but it all kinda caught up and the itch wouldn't go away...so...I dealt with it. And now I have X's on my neck, stomach, arms, back, and over my heart that are starting to disappear, thank God. It's a good thing I don't go too deep. Feel the itch, deal with the itch, regret dealing with the itch, cover up like a fucking rape victim. It's a vicious cycle.
And it's a wonder my parents and counselor haven't noticed.
2. Dad's asshole-ness has escalated to a new peak. I shall leave it all at that.
3. My mother's about ready to be admitted into an asylum.
4. Thoughts have gone morbid again and I can't even draw anything happy. It's all kinda freakish and demented and I want that to stop.
5. I flat-out CANNOT focus on ANYTHING important and it's driving me utterly mad.
6. (not so serious list item) Rally is tomorrow night and my throat is hurting like woah.
7. I haven't listened to music in too long and it's starting to show. In an extremely bad way.
8. The family is at it. Again.
9. My aunt is driving thoughts about my father (yeah, he's an asshole at times but I love the man so much) into my grandfather's head and he only talks shit while I'm around. It takes all of my self control not to fucking kill him. I'm extremely protective of my father.
ON A GOOD NOTE.
GREAT NOTE.
AWESOME NOTE.
I have been deemed aunt of my cousin's baby. She's due in November <3 *huggles Kelly* Congrats to Kelly and George *clapclap*
END.