shit fuck

so.. an update..

i jus spend the entire day with mike. it was nice. except for when i couldnt breath and ended up crying.. damnit. 

is it bad that i want to die. honestly. i need to keep that to myself tho. otherwise the rents would find out. and that would be too much. i wouldnt be able to go to college and i would be watched like a hawk. how annoying

sometimes i wish i wasnt the oldest. i put up with soo much shit and it is im possible to deal with. 

dad is gonna be pissed caues i didnt go to work today. but honestly i didnt feel well. i couldnt breath and it felt like my heart was being constricted and squeezed. it hurt like hell. mike was soo worried about me. i feel soo damn weak. jake thinks its becaues im low on iron and mum agrees. however,  that doesnt explain why i cannot breath. i think it was the medication. i started taking zoloft on friday. and yesterday i started having trouble breathing and i felt very weak. i left from work early yesterday at fye and didnt go into work at bbw. i came back home and pretty much slept the entire night. 

today i got up early since i had to get out of the house before the other people came and sealed the wood floors. i got breakfast and then went to mikes. he put skype onto my computer and was going to fix my fone, but i brought the wrong cord. damnit. all and all it was a decent day. 

i saw dad and he was like you are gonna come back here tonight. and i was like yea i guess.. so here i am. i dont know what he wants to talk about but im tired as fuck. and i need to shower. i know we need to talk. but i dont want to. im afraid of him. its not like he hits me or anything. for some reason he just scares me. 

mike said he loved me again today. and i dont know what to think. i believe him and that scares the fuck out of me. becaues as of right now. i dont even really believe my own dad and mum when they say it.  and i wanted soo badly to say it back to him. but i was scared. it would make saying goodbye to him even harder if i said it. hes dating alicia again. i cannot come between that. serioulsy. i already did once. so i shall sit on my feelings and work once again on bottleing everything up. the walls have cracked and they need to go back into place.  but this time with cement and brick. not just wood. no one needs to break through again. 

im not worth the worry

the agony

the pain

the question