I had a good long cry with my mom last night. Perhaps this will be the first day this week that I don’t cry. Yeah, that’d work for me. I don’t enjoy being so vulnerable in front of people, no matter who they are and how much I trust them. But sometimes I just get so goddamn sad and there’s really nothing much I can do about it. Being at school for too long is really really difficult for me. I feel week and unadjusted, and I guess I am, and I guess that’s okay. I’m never really sure of myself, nor do I think I ever will be. But that’s okay (I guess). 

(I will have fun. I will be happy.)