i had my bellybutton and tongue peirced....
i had more earings....
i had tons of jewelry....
i had lots of money and i was on the cover of magazines.
i was tall and thin...
i was beautiful, like drop dead gorgeous....
i had an incredible boy friend.....
with tons of sexy pics on facebook....
and i was popular....
i was about to graduate college and get my bachelors degree....
i had NO medical or psych problems....
mostly i wish that my mom would understand that i'm my own person now, I can't always be by her side waiting to catch her if she falls.... and i don't expect that from her either... she just needs to realize that they're not here to help her...she created the mess....(somewhat) .... now she has to clean it up. I love her, i do. but maybe the best thing for me is to go to respit and to have no contact with ANY of my family...not because i don't love them, but i need my own time to grow, think, develop, and rejuvinate!
*and for the tiniest moment it's all not true*
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