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FIRST OFF:
Anyone want to do an art trade or a collab? ANYONE? c: I'll probably start them when summer vacation starts, since exams are coming up and yadda yadda. But I want something to do once it starts. So yeah! Anyone? I'll take however many people comment, I don't mind. ^^
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Okay well
At first, I wrote this huge rant about how I was at the lowest point in my life, about how much I hated myself more than ever, how I didn't deserve this, and that.. About how I felt dead inside.. and A LOT OF CRAP.
But
you know what?
That doesn't apply anymore!
I just had a huuuuuge talk with my dad.. and I feel looooads better. He helped turn on a lightbulb for me.. He helped me realise a LOT of things.
-I am in control of my own happiness
-There are many types of people.. two of those types of people are /very/ different, and do NOT mix well together.. it's like putting gasoline and fire together. I, do not mix with another kind of person. He called it narcissistic personality disorder. NOW IT ALL MAKES SENSE!
-I need to freakin' stand up for myself.
-Some people are like EX-lax. They may look good and delicious and great, but they're good for shit!
-I can't just give my trust away so freely.
-I can't be so naive
-I need to stop falling for bullcrap, I need to stop being someone's goat, I need to stop being so willing to take the blame for everything, and I NEED to stop thinking i'm the one with the problem. I'm the one who challenges. I'm the one who has issues. Because even though i'm not perfect, not everything's my fault. And I need to stop falling for guilt trips, and falling for peoples' bullshit and mindgames.
-LOTSA LOTSA CRAP!
Basically, my dad is like.. one of the best people on earth
He helped me do a complete 180 in attitude.. I'm no longer at the bottom of the tank. I'm slowly recovering, slowly swimming toward the top. And it'll only get better from here! Yes, i'm hurt. Yes, I regret many things. YES, IM, again, HURRRTTTT.
But you know what?
Life moves on.
Shit happens. n_n -b
I think i'll be making a slow recovery from here.. working my way up the ladder.. And though this whole experience has been unpleasant, I have definately changed for the better. I've taken good things from this. I've learned a lot, and I will take it all with me through life's journey.
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Oh and I had my second ever anxiety attack today. It was while in class with him.. We were playing fastball, and all of a sudden I couldn't breath.. I COULD, but barely. I couldn't see, I felt like I was going to pass out.. and after class and into my next class, I cried. For no reason. It was scary as hell..
I had reached my lowest.. the very lowest point of my life. Being ill for over a week + Anxiety attack + lotsa other things, all combined to create.. a loss of will to live, and he still didn't care.
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Well anyway, i'm glad I talked to my dad.. He's a great person to vent to.. and he's really good at knocking sense into my brain. And lemme tell ya, HE DID! He made me realise that.. well okay i'm not going to go over it all, because there's a LOT of crap to cover, but.. all in all it was a conversation with a fantastic outcome!
Take care, y'all, love you~
-Wolfeh