Unhappy
In the past few days I've became "okay". I stopped having sharp pains in my stomach, and I've felt a bit less dead. I still have wicked nausea and migraines though. I've been eating though and I've put back on a few pounds. Something inside me is still deeply unhappy though . . .

I really hate this. Not more than a month ago I was happy. I was really happy, everything was great. And then it happened . . .and it scares me because now that I've grown a backbone and realize that certain people aren't my entire world, I push them out if they aren't good for me. I'm not really decided wether it's a good or a bad thing because I don't know if I'm too quick to jump the gun these days. I've just kinda lost all my fight to the point were if something else happens I'll probably just be like "Whatever, I don't care, go away. . . " and not even try.

I've spent too much of my life just forgiving people and letting them hurt me. I give and I give and I give to so many people and they just take and give nothing back. It's just not happening anymore.

Are you happy world? You've ruined another good person.