I don't need to ask for help. I don't need any help. This makes me feel a lot better about myself. I realize how two days on my own makes me a much better person. I feel strong and responsible and mature. I like being sober sometimes. I spent some good times with my sister this weekend. It was nice just to be near her again. But I also found out she's taking Paxil. Which means that all 3 of my family members are on anti-depressants. Which gives me this ( ) much hope for my future. I guess it's okay. I just thought that my sister was never depressed. Now I find out that she needs medication for her anxiety and depression. Shiiiiiiit. I feel like my future is going to be pretty difficult. I guess I'll have to work out a lot as an adult. And live in San Francisco. And have a smart job. And not do drugs. Ahhhhh I'm slightly excited. I've spent most of my free time lately sewing. I can't get over how fun a sewing machine can be. I made two shirts today, just everyday shirts, and one very very good shirt yesterday. Today I'm planning on going to the one thrift store that's open today and buying whatever I can find just so that I can do more sewing. And I want to go to the fabric store and get some ribbon and lace and flowers and maybe even some fabric. I love this sewing buisiness so much. Oh, and today I'm wearing shorts. It makes me feel young and like I'm happy with my body. It's a bit strange just because it's so different, but hey, I needed a little change. I don't like any of my skirts. And I needed some leg. Oh, also my hair looks pretty cute considering it's crooked. I like it a lot. Suits me I think. I wish my mom would get home soon so I could leave. Ooooph. PS: So-and-So aka SH aka Shhhh rejected me again this Friday. I think I'm almost giving up. I'll stick to liking him from afar and never talk to him again. There. It's a deal.