July 8th, 2017.
Dear Diary,
I'm sorry. I got so caught up in how Bryce and I first met, that I didn't even tell you why I needed to vent last night! Trust me though, I'm ready to tell you now because I couldn't even sleep for thinking about it.
Basically, my parents do NOT support me nor my dreams. I love them til death, but I wish they could support me like my best friend and boyfriend does. It's like I cant even talk to them about my goals or dreams. They don't see my goals being realistic, and it hurts to know that.
My parents are Marina and Joseph Kohn. They were born and raised in Savannah, Georgia. They even went to Savannah State University together, which is where they met. They met they're senior year of college. After only a year of dating, my mom literally found out she was pregnant with me graduation day. She was scared but my dad was ecstatic. He went to school for engineering and she went for nursing. They ended up doing just fine, and when I turned four, I was their little flower girl at their Tybee Island beach wedding. It's kind of ironic that she named me Dahlia, after her favorite type of flower, and I ended up being their flower girl. My flower child is what they love to call me.
My mom is more supportive than my dad, but it still isn't enough. My dad isn't much of a talker anyway. He only says something if it's really really bothering him. Other than that, he lets my mom do all of the talking. Happy wife equals a happy life right?
Lately, my mom and I have been bumping heads though. She found out about Bryce (yes. I kept it from them for this long) because she went snooping on my instagram. No one told her to be nosey anyway. She's mad because she didn't want me to date anyone until I got out of college. She didn't want me to end up like her; pregnant right out of college trying to support myself, a baby, and pay off my student loan debts at the same time. I tried to assure her that I wouldn't do that. I was playing it safe. I was on birth control. However, she countered that I was "a birth control baby" as well. Times are different ma. Sheesh. And plus, I'm on the shot. I don't have to worry about taking a little pill every day. The only bad effect I've gotten from the shot is that I'm ALWAYS hungry. That's where I got all this weight from now. Im 175 lbs, but those pounds are in the right places if you catch my drift. That's why I'm not the least bit concerned about it. Plus Bryce aint complaining, so neither will I.
I tried to get my dad to calm my mom down, but he didn't do much to help. I guess he agrees with her. They're really freaking out over nothing. I'm glad they haven't figured out that Bryce is living with me yet.
Yes. You read that right. Bryce and I have been living together for the past four months. Please don't call me crazy. I hear that enough from my best friend Xena. Me and Xena met our freshman year of high school. That's my girl for life. She's the only one from my old high school that's going to ATC with me. The only person I'm cool with, anyway.
Xena is a redbone. She's was born November 1st, 1996. A whole ass Scorpio. My girl is the opposite from me, but that's what make our friendship so special. She doesn't like the whole idea of settling down, but my girl aint no ho' either, and I better not catch you calling her one. She just like to live her life carefree. She doesn't "need a man to hold her down" like she said. I love that crazy girl.
Xena has seen it all when it comes to me and my personal life. She was there when I was struggling. And I mean I was going THROUGH IT. When I was 16, I was messing with this guy who was a pothead. Why? Because to me, he was it. He had nice hair, he was lightskin, around 5'11", and he took care of me. Whenever I wanted weed, he'd give it to me. Whenever I wanted to get my nails done, guess who paid for them? Whatever I wanted, I got it from Ryan. He was sweet, but that sweetness ran out pretty soon. I was still a virgin when I was talking to him, and thats what attracted him the most. He wanted to be the one to take my virginity, and I wouldn't let him. Each time he tried, I wasn't going for it. Until one day...
