Dear Diary,
My parents signed me up for therapy. They plan to get me on a better track. I don't know how well that's gonna work. I'm also on antidepressants. They make me feel funny. Not happy. Funny. Anyway, I better get some sleep. My eye has been twitching all night.
Night night!
Dear Diary,
I'm going with Sean to therapy. He asked me, and so I get to be there with, and for him. I'm glad. X) Haha!
I'm glad I was there for him. That I stopped him. I wish I could be there for him more though. Alas, I can only do so much.
But I'm excited for this new era with Sean. We're hanging out a lot more, he's going to therapy, he's hopefully gonna be more happy.
We're also gonna try to get in the same college, hoping we can get the same room. If we contact them soon enough we might.
Anyway. I'm gonna go to bed. Goodnight!
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