8:35am
“So it took me quite a while to get to sleep last night.
Less than the night before. Things still aren’t back to normal after yesterday.
I’m still upset and Dad and I aren’t talking. Last night I kind of booked a
meeting with Mom and Dad for today. Hopefully it goes well and I don’t get
upset. I still feel as though Mom and Dad don’t see the turmoil I’m going
through. Even though last night Mom said
she did see. I’m really nervous about going back to school. I’m worried I will
get kicked out of my class or move from Ms Meadow’s class. “
5:15pm
“You know, I’m tired of people making fun of me. Rose always
does and I’m tired of it. I’m tired of people always poking fun at me. And Mom
and Dad don’t do anything about it. I’m so annoyed. So sick of it all. And
Wednesday is back to school and I can’t believe it. I am so nervous. I’m
freaking out. I literally don’t know how to cope and keep on going.”
It's strange how that in most of my entries I talk about giving up and not being able to cope anymore but here I am. Things have changed so much since those days, and, though it frightens me to write it in case I jinx it, things are better. I did cope and I did get better even when there were days when I wished I would just die. Things get better. I never believed it then but I do now. With good medication and a good support system, things are possible.
E.H.
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