I'm sitting in the waiting room of the ER right now..waiting for word on how Maxi's doing and filling out paperwork. As soon as I get that, I will go to help Mai if she needs it. There's a scary girl in green trying to kill everyone. Twisted child calls it 'play'..I see nothing fun about it.
Anyways, I talked to Testament yesterday..I think he's through with this hell. I hate feeling so angry and jealous over all of this..but I can't help it. I still feel so...betrayed..it's overwhelming..but I'm trying to put it behind me... Nothing good comes from dwelling on the past after all. Besides, worrying about this is keeping me from being able to hold food down and that's pissing me off. Out of the past 4 days, I've only held down 2 meals...I'm surprised I even had the stamina to run Maxi here for help.
I want to know something though...on a whole, am I STILL not good enough for people because I'm a woman?? People don't take me seriously hardly anymore..unless I get angry or demanding. Do I have to become a MAN to finally gain that common respect? :(