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So my uncle and aunt are here with there two kids one is 11 the other is 3. My uncle Keith is a terifing remider of Scott. They look the same they talk the same they act the same they dress the same and the comparison is driving me into a depression and that just pisses me off that I cant even look at my uncle without wanting to cry. Me and Carissa both are avoiding everyone like the plague at least she is here and she knows what its like when you look at him we are both dying here and no amount of internet usage can drown it out. I wish Mariah wouldnt have bailed on me today or that Anthony was around I really needed to get out. I dont know what the hell is with them lately or if its just me but Im pretty sure they are avoiding me. They should just say if they dont want to hang out at least then I am being rejected to my face insead of being left in the dark about whats going on. I need some new friends, its depressing comming home and only having my parents be here. I feel trapped in my own house and the fact that I dont have a TV in my room or any pot is making it a hundred times worse. And moreover I cant cash my check until tomarow so I have no money, no friends, and no where to go. I'm drowning. God even hearing him laugh in the other room is a reminder off scott. Its madding being in the same house with him. I dont know why I cant get over this fucking shit it wont go away its like a scab I cant stop picking, it just itches. Now if you dont mind I'm going to take a hot bath and slit my wrists.