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Update: My grandma brought out a thing of vanilla ice cream and said “I don’t care if you eat the whole thing” so now I am feeling much less grumpy

asdflskjflsjflkjas;dfjsalkfdjalsjkfa I wish I had ice cream

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Update: My grandma brought out a thing of vanilla ice cream and said “I don’t care if you eat the whole thing” so now I am feeling much less grumpy

asdflskjflsjflkjas;dfjsalkfdjalsjkfa I wish I had ice cream

Can I have some?? please??

@evastardust groupRRAAAARRL

Update: My grandma brought out a thing of vanilla ice cream and said “I don’t care if you eat the whole thing” so now I am feeling much less grumpy

I want your grandma.

@The-N-U-T-Cracker

Update: My grandma brought out a thing of vanilla ice cream and said “I don’t care if you eat the whole thing” so now I am feeling much less grumpy

asdflskjflsjflkjas;dfjsalkfdjalsjkfa I wish I had ice cream

Can I have some?? please??

yeets ice cream at all of you along with a cookie it’s from my grandma so you know it’s good

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Okay this is a conversation I had with someone else and they haven’t responded, it’s word for word i copied and pasted it I just think everyone needs to know, well the people who care anyways… Well life fucking hates me in every way. My grandma cancelled my doctors appointment so I can’t leave early. Mom better let me go to Emi’s or I’m going to loose all sanity. The one thing, THE ONE THING I WAS HOPING FOR ENDED UP NOT EXSISTING SO NOW I HAVE TO STAY IN THIS HELL HOLE FOR ANOTHER HOUR AND THIRTY MINUTES I’M SO MAD RIGHT NOW! I hate this. I would have been fine with not going to Emi’s if they took me, yet then again I would have been a bit upset about it but not that much. Now I have to try not to cry for longer, not try to kill myself, or kill someone else. At least when I’m with Emi I can smile, be happy for once, loose all sadness and be myself. Around my parents and grandma I can’t, because then they try to but into my business and if I ever told them I would be stuck in Brooklane which would make me feel worse because it’s basically a depression conversion therapy thing, and I don’t want to be away from notebook and Emi for at least a week. Yes, it takes that long. So it’s not like I can just go up to my mom and say hey, I want to kill myself and I think everyone hates me. I think I’m garbage and I should just be killed before I infect earth with my face. I can’t just put that on my moms shoulders. She will get very upset that I didn’t tell her before, and will probably get PTSD from when Clarasa did the same. I just NEED to see Emi this weekend, I need to be away from my parents, I need to practice my instrument, I need to lower my stress, I need to talk about my feelings with my actual voice, I need this. I need to finally be happy. I need my depression to go away. I can’t take this much longer, if I keep trying my mind will taunt me, and eventually I’ll give up. I ask for just one weekend, I’ll pray for it, I’ll do it right now in class! I’ll let the tears flow! I’ll do anything just to be with Emi for a day to help me FIX my problems! I don’t even see my Therapist for two weeks, and she tells on me! I told her about being a Lesbian and that I wanted to tell my mom in a couple of weeks she told her when I came back from her office! How do I know she won’t tell my mom that I’ve been having suicidal thoughts and I have self doubts? I’m unsure of how to solve it… last time I went to Emi’s I felt amazingly happy, I finally felt like a normal person, then when I came back I returned to normal, as in I’m not depressed. Then life tells me to fuck off and drops news bombs or more depression on my house of life. Like the time when my mom told me my brother might die, or when my grandfather died which gave me depression. I could go on and on about this….

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Now I’m overly confused. I can’t do anything without getting sidetracked… hell, I can’t even draw if I wanted to…

@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Now I’m overly confused. I can’t do anything without getting sidetracked… hell, I can’t even draw if I wanted to…

I want you to take a break. Look up of mindfulness video, and do mindfulness. Okay? Are you able to do that or you in class?

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Now I’m overly confused. I can’t do anything without getting sidetracked… hell, I can’t even draw if I wanted to…

I want you to take a break. Look up of mindfulness video, and do mindfulness. Okay? Are you able to do that or you in class?

I’m in class, as it read, my doctors appointment was cancelled so I’m staying in school till 3:30.

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I’m just going to play my game during art…. I don’t like doing that to the teacher but I don’t want to force myself to draw when it hurts my heart… maybe if I go to Emi’s, then I’ll be able to draw without pain again…

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Update: My grandma brought out a thing of vanilla ice cream and said “I don’t care if you eat the whole thing” so now I am feeling much less grumpy

asdflskjflsjflkjas;dfjsalkfdjalsjkfa I wish I had ice cream

Can I have some?? please??

yeets ice cream at all of you along with a cookie it’s from my grandma so you know it’s good

YUM!

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I’m going to go some what silent right now. I’ll respond to stuff but not quickly.

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I’m going to go some what silent right now. I’ll respond to stuff but not quickly.

Ok!

@Tiani

Me too, it has helped me break out of my negative cycle of depression, anxiety and self hatred. It's a really magical place.

@The-N-U-T-Cracker

Okay… Okay… So you know how I often joke about how my siblings destroy everything I know and love? Well, it's not an exaggeration. My little sister thought it was completely fine to leave all her art supplies all over the floor, and one of the cheap oil pastels that she shouldn't have been trusted with ended up in with the laundry. It melted into the clothes, destroying quite a bit of stuff, but… You know how whenever I have a good day, it always ends with me, snuggled up in my favorite fuzzy pugicorn pajamas with matching fuzzy socks and blanket, cuddling my stuffed opossum? I can't do that anymore, my favorite pajamas were forever destroyed by the pastel. It might sound stupid, but those things were so comfy they could cure any bad day, and now they're gone. And this isn't the only thing my siblings have destroyed, for example, the walls of my room are covered with splashes of my favorite nail polish, along with scribbles with the fancy brush markers that my baby sister destroyed, the paintings I made when I was little and kept for the sake of memories have been painted over with acrylics because my sister didn't like them and wanted to paint her own things, and even my precious opossum plushie is stained with my expensive art supplies that my siblings just had to "borrow". It's a miracle I still have my laptop, although it's got a dent in it from the time my siblings weren't paying attention and managed to drop it out of the car onto the driveway below. In case you can't tell, I'm grumpy again.

…I just want my own room…

@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Put it up where they can't reach it. And I'm sure that that possum toy will be fine if you scrub it a little. I know I've had like stuffed animals ruined seemingly, but then after a while the colors can the Fate it in and it wasn't really noticeable at all.

@The-N-U-T-Cracker

The opossum has been stained for over a year, I’ve just learned to accept it. And my mom tried to save the pajamas… It didn’t work. It’s not just stained, there’s textured waxy stuff all over it and it can’t be cleaned off.

Also, there is nowhere they can’t reach… The little brats can climb, and if they can’t climb to it they drag a chair over and then climb up. Until I have my own room and can lock the door when I’m not in there, nothing will ever be safe.

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