I can't sleep.

[nonmagicpoet]

My friend is getting married Satruday and I've been trying to find out when my ride is supposed to pick me up. I've been trying to contact her for the last week, but I haven't heard from her. But that's not the only reason I can't sleep. It's several things. Like the fact that I'm supposed to move back into my mom's house, the place I left twice

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[yoursininquiry]

:-( this entry hit somewhat close to home for me. As a kid, I had an uncle I thought was the coolest. All I saw (because grownups shield kids from horror) was a long-haired guy with tattoos and a motorcycle. What he was (I found out later) was a guy with severe antisocial personality disorder-- a cat killer and torturer, a pervert, and so many other, horrible things. He died a couple of years ago from a methadone overdose. Good riddance.

You've been forced to grow up way faster than most people your age have to. I'm sorry about that, Suze. Family is a source of so much pain, when it should be a rock. Just know that there's always a place you can chill at in Clifton when things get too crazy. Kelly and I absolutely love you. You're a wonderful friend and a strong woman-- never forget that.

[nonmagicpoet]

Thanks a lot, I really appreciate you communicating with me through my LJ. Clearly I'm not as angry as I was when I wrote this, I was just in a weird, angry place. I'm glad everything turned out all right yesterday.

I was honestly kind of worried that I would just be an annoying tagalong to everyone, but I was really happy with everyone.