Dec 06, 2003 14:35
fucking worst night of my life last night. i took no doz so i wouldnt have anymore panic attacks and i stayed up and really told bre and bree about everything going on. big bre was amazed to se how alike we are. i dont know. i like how they all (including kids i dont know) come up to me and think im bolemic, anorexic or yes, a tweaker. shit like this makes me laugh. i realized alot about myself last night and bre and i talked alot about it and she clearly agrees with my mom that i should go to the hospital and to a therapist..she wants me to tell my mom about all of this seeing as how my moms only idea is that im pregnant (which im not) but its harder for me to talk to her than anyone else. god damnit, if only i had the strength to be as strong as some people i so admire. then maybe i wouldnt HAVE to tell her, she could see that my life is a shithole.
i think i need a good night out tonight, caroline call meh cell
602-690-9567