It can't be the last half of August.
Not yet. Not ever.
I really am dreading going to school. I had all these dreams where there would be new people, everyone was great and I would be satisfied with school. As soon as I walked in the school to get my uniform, I realized that nothing changes, it will be the same old, same old. I'm technically prepared for school...but not mentally. Mentally there are little 5-year-old versions of me running around inside me head screaming and crying and pounding in my skull. Which is not going to turn out very well. I guess, if this sorta thing actually thing does happen (a meltdown) I guess I should just let it happen, I mean last year I stopped telling anyone how I felt or thought in October and if I felt sad I'd get mad at myself. This year I will have to have a detox. I guess. I just can't see a Christmas vacation in the future. Everything looks so dim. :( -sarah
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