A light at the end of the tunnel.
I laid in bed last night and cried for half an hour over what Michael said about me. He came on Facebook today and apologized to me for what he said but the damage has already been done. He said he deleted the comment because he was sorry he made it but I know the only reason he deleted it was because he didn't want his friends to see it and know how much of a dirtbag he is, that he professes to have all sorts of values about honor and family but that he's stolen hundreds of dollars worth of money and items from all three of us, and continues to do it and WOULD do it even now if he saw twenty bucks sitting on the table. I curled up in bed and cried over Michael, and Brandon, and the other situation and then got up and read one of Brandon's letters, the twenty-page one that's my favorite. Today I feel a bit better but I'm really done with Michael, and after giving him the information I'm gathering for him about YSB programs and giving him the resumes mom printed out for him, I'm done. After this Thanksgiving party and Cheryl's cancer-free celebration party coming up, I'm just not even going to accept phone calls from him anymore. I'm not going to talk to him or message him or accept his phone calls when he calls at 4:00 in the morning just to talk, or show me his new songs, or give him money anymore, or go all the way to Aylmer to pick him up or give him bus tickets to get back to Nepean when I have to get up early for group the next day. I'm just done holding his hand through it. And to be honest I really resent my parents for holding his hand so much through this process because NEITHER of them fucking gave a shit less when it was me. They didn't even call me. They weren't involved in any way whatsoever. So, I'm really just done.
On the plus side, I feel okay about what's going on between me and Brandon right now, and the new rat is really cute. I decided to name him Casper and he's adorable and curious and energetic and so clever. I just started taking my medication again after being off it for almost a year due to not being able to afford it and I'm hoping that it's going to be the thing that makes the difference. So all in all, apart from this family drama and what's going on between me and Brandon, life is going pretty well, between therapy, medication, school, pets and especially friends. I think maybe this is the turning point for my life starting to get better. I feel more hopeful than I have in a really long time.
On the plus side, I feel okay about what's going on between me and Brandon right now, and the new rat is really cute. I decided to name him Casper and he's adorable and curious and energetic and so clever. I just started taking my medication again after being off it for almost a year due to not being able to afford it and I'm hoping that it's going to be the thing that makes the difference. So all in all, apart from this family drama and what's going on between me and Brandon, life is going pretty well, between therapy, medication, school, pets and especially friends. I think maybe this is the turning point for my life starting to get better. I feel more hopeful than I have in a really long time.