I've caught up with so many people. Its basically been all of this month that I have been talking to the people I haven't talked to for a very long time. It's like the month of catching up, confessing, professing and just noticing a simple form of sanity in myself. Someone asked me to get better, so I am.
For a long time I thought I was going insane, this has been brought to my attention today because I'm still a little fuzzy. God wouldn't hate me for going to church with my parents fuzzy. It's like my fingers are typing to the pace I'm thinking. Everything is good. I don't care if yesterday was prom, I didn't care who was going, I didn't care about anything. I did love the fact that I did go to the movies yesterday :) What mattered to me was that I didn't bother worrying for one second what would happen.
It's odd that everything has been SO quiet in my household. Probably because I haven't done anything worth yelling at me for, probably because my dad is in so much pain, he doesn't bother putting up a fight, probably because my mom doesn't like the fact that my dad is still in pain and I am just ignoring everything coming to my way. This is the way it should be, this is the way it will be.
I still wonder who else reads this. I'd laugh if one day my dad googles my name and this comes up. I wouldn't have anything to hide anyways.
A constant euphoria that hasn't changed. I want to get another dog. I'll name her Quinn. I still haven't forgotten.
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