And as i'm lying here dwelling on the past and reflections of failure, I allude to the times that I could not even control myself. I'm so embarrassed and ashamed of it all. So many times my friends watched me deal with situations that I could not handle...they saw my abnormal reactions and NEVER SAID ANYTHING. I hate all the bridges I've burned and all the horrible impressions I've made because of how sick I was. God, so many good people I have scared or hurt because I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't know how I was reacting...I didn't even know it wasn't NORMAL. As my mother thought I was just a teenager...and my father knew I was sick...they still didn't help me. I'm hoping for better days in the future....Goodbye 2007, 2006, 2005, 2004, 2003, 2002, very bleak years for friendships and family.
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