I had just started the outline of this, and I've been working on it off and on ever since I've been back.
anyway. I'm proud to say that my response to all the texts/calls/messages from people that I used to hang around telling me that they're glad I'm back and how we're gonna get "so throwed this weekend!" has been "no".
seriously, I told them no. and I feel damn good for it too. of course they're talking their stuff, saying I'm different now that I've been to rehab. yeah? that's the point. I have absolutely no friends now. but if that's what it takes then, so be it. you learn who your true friends are during hard times.
I'm glad I'm not finishing this year at Pulaski. I don't know if I can handle seeing any of those peoples' faces right now. I can already hear the rumors.
I need to quit thinking about that. I won't see them next year. SYLVAN, GET READY FOR ME!
I'm so glad to be home! I've missed my room so much. I've missed my bed, my pillows, my walls. EVERYTHING. I even missed that stupid stick figure Tyler drew on my wall. :')