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Hello journal-it's been years! i've experienced the worst times in my life since.
i was from suburbia, the boonies if you will. all of a sudden, i was tossed into a frenzied aggrevated life of having a parent that did heavy drugs. i was never that person with the terrible life. before this i had absolutely no idea what it was to have it bad. i thought i did, but breakups and bad mistakes are nothing compared to having to watch your parent throw their life away as well as yours. things were miserable, but i tried to cope. i wanted to grow, but was stunted by the misery and strife. I only had one or two people i was still in touch with at this point. i was alone for the most part, missed my house and my friends and my perfect carefree life.
the universe is mysterious.....one day i came home early to find that my house was filled with dark smoke-on fire... if i hadnt been dismisseed from class early, my mom would have slept through the fire and could have died.
it sucked because everything was covered in black smoke, not everything was ruined either. but that fire saved my life and my mom's. we had to get out of that shithole in cumberland or it would have nevr gotten better. i feel my very existance could have rotted in that place. it was a sick kind of liberation.
i'm tired of writing. happy valentine's day
i was from suburbia, the boonies if you will. all of a sudden, i was tossed into a frenzied aggrevated life of having a parent that did heavy drugs. i was never that person with the terrible life. before this i had absolutely no idea what it was to have it bad. i thought i did, but breakups and bad mistakes are nothing compared to having to watch your parent throw their life away as well as yours. things were miserable, but i tried to cope. i wanted to grow, but was stunted by the misery and strife. I only had one or two people i was still in touch with at this point. i was alone for the most part, missed my house and my friends and my perfect carefree life.
the universe is mysterious.....one day i came home early to find that my house was filled with dark smoke-on fire... if i hadnt been dismisseed from class early, my mom would have slept through the fire and could have died.
it sucked because everything was covered in black smoke, not everything was ruined either. but that fire saved my life and my mom's. we had to get out of that shithole in cumberland or it would have nevr gotten better. i feel my very existance could have rotted in that place. it was a sick kind of liberation.
i'm tired of writing. happy valentine's day