December 8th

To be honest I've been mulling back and forth on how to write this entry, I have several versions in the draft section ranging from long weepy first person account to a bullet point list of straight facts. No matter the wording the story just wasn't coming out right, because in textual form there's none of the emotion that comes from a verbal retelling. I still can't get through a whole rehashing of the events before I reach the crying point. Maybe after time I'll be able to say it without crying, but I can't at the moment.

So I've decided to just not share any story, today is just another day. I'm not going to let one person's birth affect me anymore, or at least start to try to sort out all the emotions that are entangled with that part of my life. Because its going to be a new decade soon and I've already wasted one away on being upset, so I need to move on.

I apologize for being weird over the last few days, I just needed to start the whole "getting better" process instead of just ignoring and repressing the hell out of things.

Also, finals suck balls. The end