There’s nothing really to know about me. I like to believe I’m a nice fun loving person who knows what she wants out of life and doesn’t take any bull from anyone. I live by the words my dad taught me “Say what you mean, mean what you say, and don’t be mean when you say it.”
I had an altercation with my friends a few years ago and realized I was better off without a lot of them. This screwed with my head in a major way and my mom took me out of school and got me help. I’m now studying for my GED.
I wish I could see the good friends I had. But that’s not going to happen without seeing the ones that were let’s say toxic for me. Now the only friends I communicate with or online. I don’t see them and I have never met them.
I’m usually at home on the computer or out and about with my mom and her “boyfriend”
I live a depressing life, mainly because I have depression. But I cope. I’m happy until I look around and the barriers of my fantasy life come crumbling down and I realize the cold hard reality. But hey that’s life right?