i'm figureing out a lot about my life and why i feel the way i do. i'm finailly happy with how i'm doing in school, i've got two boys in love with me... granted i only love one back.. you know who you are... and i've got a job that i REALLY like... im happy... that is really hard o say for me... i'm happy... or at least i would be if it weren't for one thing... the bitch... my mom.... she's not my mother... she didn't give me life... she doesn't even give me any love anymore... she use to... but not anymore... it seems almost as though she won't even let me be happy... last night i was talking to her about my plans to balance out my class work and all she would talk about was how if i didn't do well, i'd fail and not graduate... which isn't true because i have As or Bs in all the classes i need to graduate... oh well.. next time i talk to my theripist i'll talk more about my issues with my mom.. ::May we all get our fairytale ending::