Sorry!

Apparently, according to my mother (and she says my father too), I'm crazy, I invent things that happened because I remember them and no one else does, she doesn't know how I got this way, and I'm a very hard, cold, selfish person.

So to everyone I have ever screwed over one way or another - sorry. Don't worry, it won't happen again.

To everyone that I have been a cold, heartless bitch to - sorry. I'll try to stay away, which couldn't be too hard because I just sit here at my house that will hopefully still be my house in a few months.

To everyone that thinks I'm a horrible parent - I am who I am. Some people were meant to have kids, others shouldn't. I guess I'm one that shouldn't have had kids.

To everyone that hates me but has to tolerate me because of one situation or another - let me know. I just won't come around.

And to everyone else - I'm a psychotic person. Just stay away. Life has made me trust no one, life has made me shut people out, life has made me who I am today. Oh freaking well. Shit happens. I learn from experience and from those around me when growing up. I'm not perfect. I do what I have to.

Still wondering what I did to deserve all this. And I have come to the realization that things are never going to change. The more I say or do things, the more it gets twisted around, and the more I look bad. I'm just hoping this is all a dream and I wake up and don't doubt my life, my faith, and most around me.

I should have taken that job in Arizona or the one in Portland when I had the chance. I guess hind sight is still the best sight, right?