( Because I had nothing else to do )

It is an awful feeling to feel like people in your family hate you.

I have been feeling so down on myself with everything that has been going on in the past few weeks that I wanted a change. Nothing incredibly crazy or overwhelming ... and nothing that would be "not me." So I went to go do something different with my hair color. I told my stylist that I wanted a dramatic change. I wanted people to see my hair and ( Read more... )

I just spent the past several hours reading through all of the posts that I have made in the past two years. I read some of the vague posts that I made, and now I have no earthly idea of what I was talking about. Mostly though, I read posts of how my life used to be and I want it to return to that point. Well, no, in all honesty I don't want my ( Read more... )

I don't know how much longer I can take this ... emotionally and physically. I haven't been able to actually eat a meal in almost a week ... since last Friday afternoon. Some of the time, when I do manage to eat a bit, I throw it back up. Other times I just feel completely sick to my stomach ( Read more... )

If you are a praying person, if you ever have been one ... please pray for me now. I can't take this pain. I can't handle my circumstances. And please pray for the other people involved ... that they may see and follow God's will. I know in my heart that the path I am trying to follow is the right one.

Everything, my whole world ... it's all falling apart. Everything I know is crumbling around me. I don't know what to do and I feel like I have no where to turn ( Read more... )

To quote Switchfoot ...

"This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, are you who you want to be
This is your life, is it everything that dreamed that it would be"

Somedays, I am just not sure.

How can you let someone you care about know that you are there for them ... that you are there to listen ... when you aren't even supposed to know what they are going through?

This was just a rhetorical question, not that anyone actually comments on my journal.

If you read this, even if we don't speak often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened. Then post this on your journal; see what people remember about you.