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I"m home nw. I'm supposed to be working on a paper, but I don't want to. It'sa by Judy Brady, it's called "I want a WIfe." It's severally feminist, bigoted, and sexist. I don't like it.
I don't know what's wrong but I feel severlly depressed. I started crying for no reason. I went out on teh back porch and cried. Then I went back inside and ate dinner. Then I went out front and cried by a tree. Tiger came up and I petted her, then the kids needed me ('cause I'm baby-sitting), so I had to go inside. Now I feel like I'm about to cry again, and I don't know what to do about it. I never cry unless I'm being hormonal. But it's the wrong time, I'm not being hormonal. I wasn't crying at my grandmothers when I saw her dying in the hospital!
It was awful. She was all yellow and her skin was hanging off of her. It was horrible. But I didn't cry. I didn't cry when she started crying and was about to be sick. I didn't cry when I first heard that she was in the hospital. I cried for about 2 minutes when I talked to my Dad about how serious it was, but that's it. Now all of the sudden I'm crying for no reason at all! Here! I just started crying again! I did start crying when I read a letter my dad gave to Gramma. It was all about how we knew her time us in the physical world was coming to an end, and it was on a notebook that she could write things in if there was something she meant to say but didn't have a chance. It had pictures of tha family on it.
I've been so out of it since we got back. I trip on things, I don't notice things I should. I'm un-focused. I'm un-organized. I sleep more. I'm un-interested.
There is one thign that makes me feel better, butI feel stupid and girly and childish if I say it. I bet you can guess what it is though. It's about a ___. Feel in the blank if you can. If you can YAY! for you. If you can't...Oh well. Life goes on.
I feel like I have to keep writing but I don't know what to write. I just feel like I need to make someone understand what's going on. Because if someone understands then they can explain it to me, and then I'll understand and can make it stop. ButI don't think anyones going to get it. 'Cause it's abotu me, and I don't get it. Never Mind I'm rambling on and on, and I know I"m not really making sense. I always one for the dramatics, at least thats what my Mom says. I'm not trying to be dramatic now, I just am I guess. I'm sory if I'm worrying you or scaring you. I"m really okay...not. I 'don't know what to call it...Oh! I'm cry-for-no-reason-but-perfectly-fine-in-the-presence-of-anyone-who-isn't-immeadite-family! I get it now!
Not.
I don't know what's wrong but I feel severlly depressed. I started crying for no reason. I went out on teh back porch and cried. Then I went back inside and ate dinner. Then I went out front and cried by a tree. Tiger came up and I petted her, then the kids needed me ('cause I'm baby-sitting), so I had to go inside. Now I feel like I'm about to cry again, and I don't know what to do about it. I never cry unless I'm being hormonal. But it's the wrong time, I'm not being hormonal. I wasn't crying at my grandmothers when I saw her dying in the hospital!
It was awful. She was all yellow and her skin was hanging off of her. It was horrible. But I didn't cry. I didn't cry when she started crying and was about to be sick. I didn't cry when I first heard that she was in the hospital. I cried for about 2 minutes when I talked to my Dad about how serious it was, but that's it. Now all of the sudden I'm crying for no reason at all! Here! I just started crying again! I did start crying when I read a letter my dad gave to Gramma. It was all about how we knew her time us in the physical world was coming to an end, and it was on a notebook that she could write things in if there was something she meant to say but didn't have a chance. It had pictures of tha family on it.
I've been so out of it since we got back. I trip on things, I don't notice things I should. I'm un-focused. I'm un-organized. I sleep more. I'm un-interested.
There is one thign that makes me feel better, butI feel stupid and girly and childish if I say it. I bet you can guess what it is though. It's about a ___. Feel in the blank if you can. If you can YAY! for you. If you can't...Oh well. Life goes on.
I feel like I have to keep writing but I don't know what to write. I just feel like I need to make someone understand what's going on. Because if someone understands then they can explain it to me, and then I'll understand and can make it stop. ButI don't think anyones going to get it. 'Cause it's abotu me, and I don't get it. Never Mind I'm rambling on and on, and I know I"m not really making sense. I always one for the dramatics, at least thats what my Mom says. I'm not trying to be dramatic now, I just am I guess. I'm sory if I'm worrying you or scaring you. I"m really okay...not. I 'don't know what to call it...Oh! I'm cry-for-no-reason-but-perfectly-fine-in-the-presence-of-anyone-who-isn't-immeadite-family! I get it now!
Not.