im falling fast, the parachute is stuck as usual

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my mom thinks im losing it again.
im not, at least i dont think i am.
its not as bad as it has been. im not on the meds anymore, and im not swinging either
but she is worried i can tell.
she lets me do almost anything, and i know shes afraid to say no to me.
it sux more than anything
pity is bad, but fear, and worry, just makes its worse

thinking these things make the hole ive made deeper.
but im lying awake again at night
my alarm clock is never set right
maybe im not so "fine" after all

"you almost pick the worst times to drop the worst lines"

loves. hattie