so i spent the night at my boyfriend's. it was... painful. not the spending the night, his parents are very sweet. they never ask questions, his mother just gave me a hug and told me the bed was turned down for me. i feel fortunate.
i just found my dad's profile here. i feel...
dejected.
when i was younger, i used to pull weird stuff to make them pay attention to me. i developed irrational fears. i acted up. i started cutting just so they would stop focusing on each other and start focusing on me. i hung around people i knew would abuse me.
he's moving out this weekend. it's hard, but it's harder to live with two dysfunctional parents.
i guess i should count myself lucky. i have people who care about me. my best friend from high school took me out last night and bought me dinner, took me to a really nice place. she doesn't have a whole lot to spend, so it meant so much that she would do that for me.
i just need to get away for a while.





