Mom and I had a talk yesterday. By "had a talk", I mean she talked while I cried. Way too much is going on, and now Mom things that I need to go talk to a doctor about everything, and that terrifies me. I'm scared of being put on medication for my mood... I just don't know how things are going to affect me now.
We're halfway through Michael's visit. Just a few days to go... he's killing me. Really. I can't stand him and Matt fighting over stupid stuff anymore. I didn't realize they were out at each other all the time that bad.
*sigh* I dont know where to go from here.
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