Yesterday, I think I got more scared than I ever had before. I'm not sure but I think that I had a panic attack. I'm still trying to get myself to stop being so on edge, but I can't bring myself to stop being so jumpy whenever my dad's around. I can't leave the house at all right now, so I'm just trying to avoid talking to him as much as possible. I don't really want to say anything else about it.
So yeah, I got a lot on my mind, so I'm writing some poems to get it out. Life sucks, doesn't it? :)