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Where do i even start? Things are such a rollercoaster I know that. Mom is back in the statess. I went and visited Jay's family in Illinois of course with Jay. It was great. I didn't want to come back. I came back to hell pretty much. Worked on Sunday then went home and found Tammy had thrown my rollerblades at the wall cuz they were in her way. So I made a decision that I am moving out. I went to mary's and I called Dad. He came over and we talked. Then yesterday before Dad brings over my bed, The bitch decideds she wants to pack up all my stuff and shove it in the truck. Chipped two of my book cases and all the pictures that were around my mirror are now MIA. I am really upset about that. I found my Rome poster put away which was nice. but the pictures are what I am more concerned about. And the note from Mom I still have and never got rid off. Other then That mom took most of my stuff to the house Monday, the rest of it is now in my car. Only two things that won't fit is my bed and my large white bookcase. I don't understand how people can be so vindictive. She told me I shouldn't be asking for money from them. I have not compromised at all since coming into the house. Compromise? Pretty much if I didn't do it her way. I am so fired up about this it is driving me mad.