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Thursday, December 18, 2003


My dad yelled at me AGAIN this morning. About falling back asleep after he woke me up. He says I was sitting up and talking to him, but I don't remember that at all. He was really mad, screaming and banging doors. I hate how he makes a big deal out of every miniscule annoyance. And I'm still not using my alarm clock. Not until he learns how to ask nicely again.
I really really wish I couldn't hear my parents talking in the next room over. Damn you window, damn you to hell! It's sort of embarrassing. My mom's basically fighting my fight for me. I don't know if I mind or not, but I wish I wasn't hearing it.
And it's really hard not to cut when I feel like this. It's like a big itch. But usually I can stop it. Yesterday I stopped before it even started looking like a cut. I felt better doing it right before Confession so that it would go away right away. Oh yeah, the therapy thing yesterday with the school social worker. It was interesting. We focused mainly on now little sleep I was getting and what I could do to stop that. Didn't make me any less tired in the morning, apparently. Best thing about it was that I got to get out of lit. class. ^_^U
Sorry I haven't posted in a few days. Rough stuff. I was going to post on Tuesday but I accidentally deleted it when I was almost done and didn't feel up to re-typing it. So... jaa ne.

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