Not by choice. But because it’s too hard with money. Financial Aid got withdrawn, and I’m working 16 hours a week, at $7.25 an hour. My parents won’t help me pay. Then again, they don’t really have the money either. School is just too expensive. Some days I just wish I had rich grandparents. But I’m in the awesome lower class. It’s fun, right?

On top of that, my brother and his pregnant girlfriend broke up. She was 2 months pregnant. I guess she’s decided to have an abortion. So much for me getting excited I was going to be an aunt and a God-Mother. God, I was so excited.

And as I sit here, feeling sorry for myself and crying, I’m listening to Pink’s, “Perfect”. This song has a big tendency of making me cry harder. But I can’t help it. It’s what I listen to on repeat when I’m depressed. And on top of that, my dad is still making rude and snide comments about me being a lesbian. I just don’t understand. He told me that he was okay with who I am. And then all of a sudden, he’s making these comments to my face about how gay marriage is gross and wrong. Why would he say them to my face? Like I don’t feel horrible already by the comments and things that get said to me outside of the house. 

The really funny thing is, I haven’t come out to my therapist. I always go in, saying that I’m going to, but I never end up doing it. I guess Tumblr and my followers are the only people I really can, truly trust with all of my secrets and thoughts. <3