Dear Calamity,

Entry two

Dear Diary,

Recently, there has been some unwanted negativity in my life and I want to get rid of it. I know that other people have negativity in their lives and I want to help them get rid of it. Here are a few steps I have created to dispose of this new negativity:

1. Avoid this person as much as possible. If they notice this, don't acknowledge them.

2. Try to let them know of this negativity and work out a compromise.

3. Try and pretend your sadness doesn't exist.

4. Do things to distract you.

5. Exercise or physically get out your anger.

6. Keep a violent journal.

7. Befriend your enemy, just to keep them close.

8. Draw a picture of their demise and give it to them.

9. Tell them how you feel.

10. Move away.

Of course there are always better ways to deal with negativity other than this. These are just a few of my personal favorites. (I wish I could use number 10). In reality, if are struggling with depression or anxiety, you should probably not do any of these tips. Go find someone to talk to about your issues and don't hide them away. (This means ignore step 3). I will put several links to websites and phone lines for you to look use if you ever feel sad, lost, and alone in the description.

-RNOA

I copied the diary update from "Word" and pasted into the update slot on my blog. I did very little editing on it this morning considering I was already running late. I selected "Post" and refreshed the page allowing it to appear as a new post. I went back to my "Word" document and saved it there as 1/28/14. I shutdown my computer and bounded away from my desk and into the bathroom.

I was about 20 minutes late to school as I normally would be. I had to park all the way in the back of the parking because there were no spots left at the front. I grabbed my backpack from the front seat and got out of the car as quickly as possible. I shut the door and started sprinting towards the school. I didn't even bother locking it. Yes I had time before school even started but that wasn't enough time to meet up with my group.

I was almost to the stairs that lead to the front of the school when something caught my foot and tripped me. I fell instantly and a numbing pain spread through my hands and knees. I got up slowly and looked at the damage. My hands were a little scraped up and throbbing but otherwise fine. When I looked down to examine my eyes I saw two large holes in my jeans that led straight to the gushing wounds on my knees. They didn't hurt too bad but they stung, and they bled, and to hell they hurt. They hurt really bad. I felt my breath hitch and I started shaking. Tears Stung at my eyes and I tried desperately not to make them fall. "It's not that bad." I whispered to myself. "Just go to the nurse and ask for a band aid." I continued to whisper to myself that it would be okay but it didn't seem to work. A tear fell and hit the pavement creating a small wet circle. I tried to stand up but the pain in my hands and knees kept me down. "Come on just stand." I thought to myself. I finally pushed myself off the ground. I was about to fall over when I felt someone's hand grab my arm. Instinctively tried to pull away but the grasp was firm. "Let go!" I said trying again to pull my arm away.

"You won't be able to make it to the nurse without falling again." A husky voice said. I looked up quickly. Caramel colored hair and eyes took over my field of view. Europe held on tightly to my arm in case I tried to pull away again, but at this point I was trying to run.