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Wednesday, March 31, 2004


*rubs space between eyes*
i have a headache like you would not believe...

i really hate therapy. i mean, i HATE it. all we ever end up talking about is my stupid father and how he's done things to cause me to be paranoid, have PTSD from abuse, etc.

i don't want to THINK about my father. i want to think about college, i want to think about moving out of my house, i want to think about my high-school graduation! i don't want to think about my past or the lies or the foster care (read: 2 years of supervised neglect).

i don't need my family right now... they're just dragging me down into a mess i can't deal with, and i don't need it.

i know that Provost (a good friend) got accepted to UNC, so i'm hoping that i'll find out within the next week or so... i really need to be accepted...

i wish that for even a moment, i could know enough peace to daydream about anime or about what my life will be like when i grow up instead of worrying about my family (read: what my brother is going to do to me when i sleep if he finds out that i've told my mom about his afterschool activities).

*sighs and stretches, getting off the comp so she can find out if her mom has called from the hospital*

Sin... when you gonna learn?


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