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Kay so i'm updating..wow! like anyone cares...bahahahaha...i'm living at my dad's, have been here for the past six months, now, michael's having his own life without me, and i'm eleanore's primary care giver now, we see him only once, maybe twice a month if we're super lucky....and to be just completely honest...I'm miserable. I fucked up bigtime, and am paying for it dearly. Oh well...i want to get a job, but when i left, my id, and stuff i need to get a job got left behind, since i was in a hurry and wasn't excpecting to be here forever...so my id card and ss# (which i can't remember for the life of me) and birth certificate is packed away SOMEWHERE in his grandma's house or someting, in some unknown box. *sigh* Will i ever be able to move on? Well i sure would like to, but i can't unless he lets me. At least i dont cry everyday anymore. I don't wanna sound like an emo fag. But i did spend every single day for months and months crying my heart out. But things are looking up, sort of, so i'm allright for the time being! I'm exercising, losing weight, and I've gone down 5 or 6 pants sizes these past few months. So hooray.
If anyone wants to talk, that'd be cool. I could seriously use a friend right now. :)
If anyone wants to talk, that'd be cool. I could seriously use a friend right now. :)