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[heysarah]

Today Jake and I got into another huge fight. Things have been so peaceful lately that I guess something was bound to go wrong eventually. There was screaming, crying, throwing of things, and I definitely said a lot of things I didn't mean. It makes me sad because it reminds me of my parents fighting and I don't want to be like them. I don't want to grow up to be like that. We ended up making up and then drove to CVS. We both needed advil for the pounding headaches we developed from all that fighting.  I wish I could be more trusting. I wish I could be different.

I'm turning in early tonight.