March 28th 2020
I’m finally getting out of this shit show sorority house. I just cleared out my small cove in the attic. Laying on my naked bed looking out my now curtainless window. It’s weird, I haven’t truly enjoyed the sunlight.
I await the “on the way” text from dad. He invited my little stepbrother.
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It just started rain-hailing for like 2 seconds, and now the sun and the clouds scream back out at me.
What is Spring? I feel like I’m gonna be a great fanfic writer. I’ll make it my second goal for when I get home to finally complete that first fanfic. Right behind my goal of clearing out the basement and moving my dad’s shit out of my original room, and move back in there. I am NOT going to lay on the couch for another Summer.
I need a room. TO MYSELF! It would also help me in some of my other goals. I think my overall goal for this summer is to break out my child shell. I’m a pretty strong person in general, so most things made from me take awhile to build and take even longer breaking down.
Because of everything I ended regaining all the fat. I’m struggling. And I’m still struggling to find a group that truly cares for me. Though that, out of all else, can wait. I’m gonna turn 21 this year. Not gonna say when exactly, but my birthday is in the summer, before I ever have to worry about school, usually anyway.
I’m excited. It is a mystery to me, however. Will bipolar ass dad choose to be happy and tolerable. Or will he be agitating, rude and neglectful? Regardless of what he is now, I’m sure in a week he’ll make me regret coming home to some degree.
With this though, the future is really cloudy. I’m not even sure if I’ll be able to work with COVID 19 getting everything closed around me. It impacted both of—————–