| i haven't been on this thing in forever. weird. so..me and neil..going strong, almost 14 months later. holy shit i can't believe how much i've grown up in the last year..going back and reading all that. he's in korea until june. maybe re-enlisting. he'd be at belvoir. talks of marriage. i'm so so so so happy. life is just kinda...working out. never realized how much i hated high school until i left it haha peace. |
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| when did everything get so fucked up?
matt hates me.
he hates me.
that's not an exaggeration.
it's been a week....
and he already has a new girlfriend?
fantastic. fanfuckingtastic.
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| mmmmmmpfft.
get me out of NoVA.
now.
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| i officially believe in karma. kate's getting kicked out of school..
it was inevitable.
hmmph.
anyways.
my mom is mad because i've skipped school a lot this year. i think she
should be happy. unlike SOME cousins and SOME siblings i am not doing
the following........
- i'm not on hard drugs..
- i'm not pregnant
- i haven't and i don't plan on dropping out of school...i only have 1 semester left of high school anyways haha
- i haven't been arrested
- i haven't moved out of the house
- i don't have an eating disorder
she should be grateful that i'm not doing half the shit my siblings and
cousins did in high school, especially with the life that i've had. but
i'm not one of those people who goes around doing lines of coke every
time i get sad about my life. that's just not how it works in the real
world... at least for those of us who don't have rich mommies and
daddies.
soooo i went to my doctor last week blah blah two ear infections and a
sinus infection blah blah we know anyways he told me that my whole life i've probably been diagnosed incorrectly. wtf?
i don't understand. they've been telling me for years that i have
severe depression and anxiety. i've tried every single FDA-approved
anti-depressant on the market available to minors. he said that since
the drugs are ineffective, i probably don't have depression.
here's the scary part. my dad is bipolar.
leave it to that bastard to make me into a manic-depressive. i hate him
even more now. i don't care if it's not his fault. i hate him for
passing his goddamn genes onto me. jerk. haha
bitter much?
i don't think i'm bipolar. i mean, i have a lot of dissociative
experiences but i don't know if that's a symptom? how do they diagnose
it? hmmm
i just kinda assumed that i don't have it because i thought that the onset of symptoms begins in the early teenage years.
who knows.
they should just give me a lifetime supply of percocet and vicodin so i don't feel anything at all.
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almost 3 months.
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