So, my back has been killing me for a while now. I'm on 9 different medicines. I dropped someone as a friend because they were very clingy and wouldn't let me hang out with anyone else.
But of course, when I dropped this person, she told my mom everything, besides the parts that would get her into trouble as well. But my mother smashed my phone with a hammer and I am still for bided to love the love of my life.
I tell him to get enough balls to face my parents, but he says he wants to wait for the right time. My parents believe he doesn't care or love me, but I know he does. It's just those vibes you get from a certain person. My soul is sad because he isn't by my side right now, but I have hope that he will eventually come to my door and face my parents.
My parents are used to winning fights like these, but him and I swear that we aren't going to let them win. We are going to fight back and that is what we plan to do.
If you're wondering how I am still writing, it's because I am using the school laptop for now, until I somehow get another phone.
The person I dropped was a bad influence on me. My mom told me to drop her after the first few days, but did I listen? No, of course not because I always try to see the good in people. But today, this person came up to me, started screaming at me saying I called them a cunt, which I did not. The only thing I'm trying to do is paint the shelf for my Art teacher since it's the last day to paint.
We were only centimeters away from each others faces. I let her scream at me, I let her say whatever lie to come out of her mouth. I defended myself a bit by saying, "I didn't call you a cunt!" But what good does that even do? The Art teacher was there for the whole thing, then the person pushed her into the cabinets.
It took everything in my to not punch this person straight in the face. The main thing that held me back was because the Art Teacher was right there and if I were to swing my arm back to punch her right in the face, I would've hit the Art Teacher as well.
Life has just been crazy...and messed up..and depressing. On the bright side, I am going to be taking Criminal Justice at a college while being a Junior in High School.
Besides that, most of the people I've met in my life ever since moving from Mount Pleasant has been shit. Besides the love of my life.
But I'll be okay. That's what we are supposed to say right? When we are sad and broken?
I'll be okay.
