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2002-02-14 - 8:42 p.m. I think I found true love but she lives in calli. at least I've helped someone! Zack. Its been awhile since I've wrote you. So much as changed. Its alomost as if I'm in a new world. I'm moving. Strange part is I don't know where. Somewhere to a foster place. My mother can't handel me any more. I don't see why. I keep to myself. I ignore the little imperfections that would cause a normal teen to wine and complain. I've done everything I can to keep from being a bother. Now I'm just getting kicked out. I can't understand. I slit my wrist. Not to try to kill myself or get red of any pain. If that was the cause I wouldn't tell anyone. I did it because I wanted to feel the pain. But the funny part is cuts to people is very hard. They don't want to understand, son't care if they do or not. I've been reading your diary thing. It got kinda confusing. With your clam happy thing going on. Sounds like things are really fucked up. Such as your thoughts of suicide. I can't really tell you not to think of it because I've been there many times, its even put me in critical care. I don't know your secrets, your stories, your reasons for what you feel. So I'm in no place to tell you they aren't worth it. But I can tell you that your diary has really helped me. This earth needs people like us. To create more of our kind, intimidate the "preps", and help us through things. After all, so far you're the only one who seems to weeks. I hope to god your ok, I wish I could be there for you, but an internet connection is all we have. I hope to hear from you soon. And good luck, with anything. Bye Kate
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