Hello Hello,
so i am back. Fuck, i went to a mental institution. ME, randie the great???? wtf, i shouldnt be in a place like that, but what do you know i was. I tried to kill myself on November 30, 2004...i slit my wrists and oviously it didnt work..DAMMIT DAMMIT DAMMIT. My parents saw that i needed help and sent me to Hattiesburg to Pinegrove hospital and i stayed there for 7 days. UGH, it was horrid, i wanted to die in there, i wont cut anymore just for the fact that i dont want to go back to that hell hole. Now that i am back in the real world i am faced with the same ol same ol...stress and drama and im used to running in my room and doing something to myself, take a deep breath, and it would all be better. but i need to deal with it better, and now i am doing that...sorta
we had a family "meeting" in the living room and it was good and all but i dont see it happening. My dad asked us to start to get along and stop fighting with each other all the time. HA! that shits never going to happen and i dont know what i can do to make it happen. He says i am destined for failure, whatever the hell that means, but i have been around this family too damn long to know that we dont see eye to eye and we never will.
OH the negativity
-Randie
Posted at 07:22 pm by Made-of-Glass
