Tuesday April 1.
Topic: What kind of family will you have when you're older?
Ha. I don't think anyone believes that I'll ever have a family of my own. Which is cool cause honestly I don't want one.
~Mieko
Thursday April 17.
(My last entry thing was so short)
So I haven't been writing in a while. I know I'm a bad person but I do have a reason and maybe you'll be proud of me.
So basically I've just been really busy. Between work, therapy, and Josh I have no room for anything else. Even writing because if I'm not doing one of those three things I'm reading, which I haven't been able to do lately., but I refuse to give up. Like really books are the only reason I've survived up to this point, and I cant abandon them now (my books need me). Although I do have to cut back. According to my therapist its not healthy to read a book everyday. Which I don't agree with but I listen to her now. Most of the time.
I wont listen to her about my attachment with Josh. She thinks we need a little more space in our relationship. She says I shouldn't be so dependant on him. I always point out that I'm paying to keep my house on my own. But then she reminds me that I depend on him in another way. And maybe shes right. I shouldn't be so emotionally dependant on him, but I cant help it and I'm not changing it for anyone or anything. Even my mental health, which is surprisingly getting better.
My therapist said that it usually takes people a long time to get to this point. Where I'm open and trusting towards her and Josh when before I had no one. I think shes secretly waiting for me to withdraw from them, but I don't think I'll do that. Human interaction is fun. I like being relatively social. Even if I only talk to about 6 people. It's 6 more than I had before.
Anyway I'm going to go now, and I'll try to write again soon.
~Mieko
(I know this chapter is really short, but I'm trying to get back into writing this story again)
YOU ARE READING
Mieko's journal
Ficção AdolescenteMieko is a not so average senior in high school. She has no friends, and her mom is barely ever around. Her life revolves around the stories she reads day after day. Her life literally feels like it is falling apart, and she finds comfort writing in...