Dear diary,
I'm done. My mind is a constant battle and everyone around me isn't helping. I'm supposed to be on the path of recovery. I'm not really feeling it right now. I honestly think that I should write out my feelings more often. Tell this to someone who won't necessarily listen.
So, it's almost been 3 months since my last writing. I guess you can say that some quite major events has happened.
Later, one afternoon my mom showed me a letter that I wrote to her, saying about how much I love her, etc. She then said something that really hurt: "Where did the old Sarah go?"
Even though I'm writing this, I have a feeling as if I should cry. But, I'm not. At times, I like being alone because then it seems as if I'm not doing anything wrong. As if nothing is wrong.
But earlier, I was helping Jaclyn peeling apples because we were making apple crisp and I felt hurt again. Since I was listening to my music (No music, at all, was playing). She got mad and said I should be spending family time. Well, what am I doing now? She was later being disrespectful and I told her. She kind of made me feel dumb with her smart remark. I don't remember the exact words she used but she basically told me about how it's funny that I'm confronting her about her being disrespectful, because I'm usually the one who treats people with this disrespect. I'm just wishing my life couldn't be so hard.
Sarah
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