Oct 24, 2002 21:29
I was going to write a multi-paragraph rant on how pissed off I am at my mother for finding my journal, and reading it even though she knew I wouldn't want her doing so. And, she told my brother about it but told him not to tell me about the incident. Of course, my brother did tell me, and now I'm pissed off and she's sad that our relationship has taken a turn for the worse.
I'd go into more detail, about my specific reactions and whatnot, but my annoyance has been countered by how nice/cool/intelligent my new therapist is. He really knows what he's doing, and stuff.
I'll write more about my annoyance with my mother tomorrow, to feed your curiosity and to vent my anger. For now though, toodles.