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So I got kicked out of my house around midnight last night and told if I wanted to come back, I'd have to call ahead of time and make an appointment. Granted, it was only by my mom and we were in the middle of one of our fights, but her throwing my laundry out of the washer and shoving me out the door was enough for me to take it somewhat seriously.
My brothers both flipped when they heard, and my dad called me to make sure I was ok. My mom eventually texted me saying "Sorry for yelling", but that's it. So I'm not banned from my house, but "discouraged" from showing up for a few days to give my mom a chance to "cool down because she's under a lot of stress."
So coupled with a bad week and changing meds, I'd say I'm feeling pretty crummy right now. Oh well, life's life.
Bah I had just gotten my muse back too. At least I was able to write something before this all happened.
Oh and belated 9/11. Yeah. I'll type up a journal entry on it later probably.
My brothers both flipped when they heard, and my dad called me to make sure I was ok. My mom eventually texted me saying "Sorry for yelling", but that's it. So I'm not banned from my house, but "discouraged" from showing up for a few days to give my mom a chance to "cool down because she's under a lot of stress."
So coupled with a bad week and changing meds, I'd say I'm feeling pretty crummy right now. Oh well, life's life.
Bah I had just gotten my muse back too. At least I was able to write something before this all happened.
Oh and belated 9/11. Yeah. I'll type up a journal entry on it later probably.