A Good Talk

I am spending the weekend with my mom up in the highlands area. In the morning I am going to try to catch a bus to the school so I can do some reading that needs to get done before the weekend end. Tonight my mom and I talked for a while again and I told her about how I really felt inside and the feelings that I hold back while I present a good front to people. Someday it is going to comeback to bite me. I need to see my psychologist I need to talk to someone and get some reflection. School is only so much of a distraction, I need something of a buffer. I am lonely, as I have made perfectly clear in other journal entries. 
 
I am tired and my movie is about to end so I am going to go to bed.
 
Goodnight moon.