Hello there. I realized I haven't been writing in my journal all that much, but I am going to start to write more. I lost my other journal so this is going to me starting all over.
So the point of me writing in these journals is so if anyone finds this when I go they will see all of my thoughts and everything that happened. But whoever does find this probably wouldn't even care.
Anyways, it's been like 2 months I think. Well, my mom she is actually on her way back home because her boyfriend left her, so that's cool I guess.
So I have so good news I have been sober for about 2 months. I'm very proud of myself. But it's been hard not to pick up a bottle when I get stressed or just depressed.
Well nothing really has been happening in the past two months. I'm not talking figuratively, nothing really has been happening. To me that's a good thing, because I haven't had to worry about anything really. But I have good news I passed my senior year now off to college I go.
Well I'll be back to writing in about 2 hours got to pick up my mom.
You know it's funny on how your life can change in a matter of seconds.
I finally got everything settled down and things were turning around well at least that's what I thought until I got home with my mom. I was sitting on the couch on my phone while my mom got situated. Then she came back down stairs. I thought she was just going to catch up with me but oh no. I was wrong there.
She decided to yell and scream at me. She was saying how I'm the reason for everything that has happened. I didn't take it light at all I was crying and when I couldn't take it anymore I just left.
The only place I knew where to go to was Luke's. I walked to Luke's house. I ringed his door bell and just sat on the porch. I was crying on Luke's porch. Then he finally walked out. The words you chose to say just broke me. "What's wrong?" It just made me cry even more because every thing was going wrong.
But I don't know how you do it though. You always manage to make me feel better and forget about everything that is going on.
You manage to always pick me up and be there when I need you the most and sometimes it sucks. Because I can never do the same for you because you don't want me to worry but you worry to much about me.
But you know that's how life works sometimes I guess, but I guess it will all end one day.
But just know Luke that I love you.
