I haven't written anything in quite a while so I'm just going to catch up here mainly because its almost 3AM here in Cali and I have nothing better to do. Someone reported the Ana Mia group I'm apart of on facebook which is seriously annoying. Like how can you deem like-minded women helping each other inappropriate??? Whatever I hardly go on that page anyways, since it seems everyones to scared to post anything. I've been on meds, anti depresants that help (or are SUPPOSED TO) with my insomnia.
They've actually helped me from exploding at people very frequenty and kinda helping me deal with stress. I'm pretty proud of myself for the most part, with the exception of two or three things:
1: I see what an idiot I am for letting the guy I loved go. And feel like a bigger idiot for still having feelings for him.
2: I didn't do well in school this semester even though I nearly killed myself trying. 3 tutoring sessions a week and extra time studying and I only came out with a 2.5 I really am dumb.
3: My clothes doesn't fit properly. I'm too fat so things don't fit right and it drives me crazy.
Good things have happened though. My little sister seems happier (I hope), she hasn't had a suicide attempt in months now and talks to me (nicely) frequently. I got a dog from the pound, he's my little light at the end of this tunnel we call life; always there to make me smile, sweet little angel. i think im finally sleepy so good night guys
skinny dreams
