2018, March-April (?)
*~Well, this is uh...awkward?
i havn't updated in...jeez I don't even know how long. It's just been hell.~*
-When I went to my counselor last week, she said that she was thinking she can't help me anymore. That I should consider going to someone with more experience. The main reason she said is because I still hate myself..like a lot. She says it's worrisome, and that she can't help me anymore.
-I'm an assbutt. I lie to everyone every day, tell them I'm fine, and they know I'm not, so I just don't tell them. It's not my fault that they don't show they care.
-Ah, yes, this part. Well, I decided that I've had enough of a certain somebody, and Zac helped me fuck them off. It's just, it's just hell. I don't feel like explaining it. They were toxic, I'd had enough of their shit, and yeah. Zac helped bc I'm small and they might've tried to get physical if he wasn't there. Honestly though, they aren't worth the effort. I'm done, I have friends to back me up, hell, my psychiatrist diagnosed them as a narcissistic sociopath, and yeah. Lots of fun. I can feel them passively trying to destroy my relationships with, literally everyone. But that shit ain't gonna fly with this guy *whips* cause I know something they don't nyeheheheheheheeheh (not releasing names cause reasons and raisins and I don't feel like having them up my ass so yeah)
-I feel like
shiT
*~And that's just about it. So yeah, *boop*
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Day-in-the-Life Of A Bi Person
Non-FictionThis is going to be like a diary-journal thing because I feel like people need to know about this kinda stuff. I've been getting a lot of hate recently since I've come out on social media and irl, so I just want to keep tabs on what happens and how...
