So how's 2019 going so far Pyrite?

16. The day of the dreaded yoga

You may have realised that I didn't write chapter 15. Or day 15 whatever. Not much happened and I'm trying to keep the right amount of space for things. Plus basically nothing happened.

Abby and Daniel left early.

After a while I was shuffled to other mum's house

Practiced makeup there and let me tell you applying eyeliner with a bobby pin is not easy.

Went home.

Psychology for like 10 minutes because there was a time mix up

Mum showed me how to correctly apply female makeup.

And finally I went to have a sleepover at Miranda's house.

It was fun.

Today was chill

- Pyrite 

So today I woke up at Miranda's house. 

I realised that I needed to commit to this story so I updated a few days I forgot to write.

Together once Miranda woke up, we went upstairs for a drink of water and were instead made breakfast.

We went swimming and watched some of 'The guy who didn't like musicals' and played sims for a while.

I'm not doing justice to this sorry Miranda, it was really fun.

But fun always comes to a close, as mum soon arrived with her mini demon spawn.

Apparently they fought all day causing my mums last special holidays day with them to be utterly destroyed and instead make her miserable.

A special little note, when my mum is depressed, miserable or a negative emotion as a general, she will lash out with words and guilt trip you. By the time she's done, everyone around her is miserable. This indirectly or directly causes 65% of my depressed and self harming episodes.

(Oh wait, as I type this my sister is stripping. Great job...)

So today was the day of the dreaded yoga.

Saying gives me the shivers 

We drive to the classes and a feeling dawns on me.

Not anxiety that was already there, I had an anxiety attack in the car.

This was fear. Because I realised that the 'yoga place' I was going too, and my sibling's My First Gym place were one and the same. A place without age restrictions but each class filled with 2-10 year olds at most.

(Update Abby seems to be trying to break her neck in her first gymnastics class)

Walked to my first yoga lesson and my mum was 'finally' struck without the realisation that it was a class of 4 year olds.

WELL START THE MUTHERFUCKING THEME MUSIC FOR PANIC ATTACKS 

I would like to take this time to thank past me for bringing earphones 

So yeah insert panic attack and mum guilting.

I wrote down in notepad, two of the things she said in the space of a minute that were super negative about me, this may seem biased but there wasn't much being said by her otherwise at the time.

"Did you like it Lily

No Lily didn't even bother trying"

"This one loved it

This one seems to enjoy it

And there's this one"

So yeah. Self esteem issues are SOARING

Time out (I think)

- Pyrite