july 7

A few things. 

This is the lowest weight I’ve been in years and it’s super exciting. 

I hope things can stay how they’ve been for so long. It’s so fucking important to me that it does and the possibility that it might not is something I’m having a really hard time pushing out of my mind. I hate not being able to clear up misunderstandings to the fullest extent.  

I have really fucking good friends and I spent like 2 hours writing shit about them that I will post soon once it doesn’t sound like a rambling mess. 

june 16

Just listening to my parents talk to each other gives me anxiety. Every instance of it, no matter how light the conversation is it can always turn bad. Walking on egg shells even just mentally. Preparing myself for one of them to fuck up the energy. Having the freedom to get the hell out of here is going to make a huge difference I think. Tremendous, I think. There’s a time bomb waiting to go off every day and I feel it ticking in my chest at all times.