Tonight was probably one of the most painful nights I've had in quite a while. It turns out Megan brought my depression blogs over to my mom, who called me up and more or less screamed at me and made me feel like shit. Like there's something wrong with the fact that I have depression issues, or something. Yeah I am doing fine now. Jesus Christ I don't even know what to say. So I emailed Megan, and damn it was so mature of me, even if she did so to spite me. God I'm so sick of this shit. I was getting past it all, too. I really am. But hey I'm the third wheel, or something. I just want everyone reading this to know that I don't fucking want him back. He IS slime. He's a terrible boyfriend! He was, at least. And not just to me. Anyone who.. I'm not gonna worry about it, I guess. I'm done with worrying about it. I'm done with a lot of things, I think. Especially love. Boy oh boy does this make ME NEVER WANT TO DATE AGAIN! Oh well. That's all I know to say anymore. Oh well. What really sucks, though, is my mom got to read the depression shit, and none of the "I'm happy better now" stuff. That's all done, though. All done. I don't care if she doesn't listen to me, or believe me, or anything. She doesn't even know how much she hurt me. "When are you getting over that Ben and Megan thing" Jesus it takes time, especially when you KNOW NOTHING ABOUT THE SITUATION MOM. Like I even told you any of the things he said to me. Haha like I believed him. Of course I really will never believe another male again, I think. This brings things to a close with the boy I was interested in... I can't risk it again. I can't let anyone into my heart, there's little room as it is.
Over and Out~
Anne