This night has not been a fun night. I can't tell if I feel like puking or crying or both. Things have been volitile around here lately. I'm so glad I'm getting out. It was a good thing he wasn't here tonight or else things would have been worse. So much yelling, so much swearing, so much violence.
At school Mr. Crawford had us look at our child self. And I did not take that well today. Let's just say I threw my book across the cafeteria and yelled some harsh words at it. Then I went on a rant and I could see Sam analyzing me from the other table. I am not confronting my child self and that re-experiencing those things was not debriefed for those of us who did the project and now I have to finish the work on it. I do not wish to confront the things that happened or that are happening right now.
Can't wait to run into the arms of those who love me tomorrow. I love you guys so much. Now I don't have to be around this anymore.
Maybe I do hide behind the smile, but the smile is genuine when I'm with you.
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