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I stress eat. I eat out of boredom. I eat when I’m depressed. I eat when I’m not hungry. I’m not happy. I hate myself.
How Would You Handle Autism?... in A New Kind Of Beginning
It's very difficult to try and explain autism to someone who has never had to deal with a child who has it. They just don't understand. Every parent has different methods of disciplining their ch...
Public Restroom... in A New Kind Of Beginning
I was attacked at my most vulnerable! I'm lactose intolerant, and because a certain restaurant didn't know how to property list there ingredients, I became very I'll. So I'm in a stall hoping a...
Battling Myself... in A New Kind Of Beginning
I've been uncharacteristically emotional lately. I think it has something to do with the depression medication I'm on. I have outbursts of anger. I get so angry it brings me to tears, and then I ...
Your apology... in A New Kind Of Beginning
...means nothing to me. It's hard to constently be disappointed and then exspectd to not have a negative attitude towards her constant talk. Because that's all it really is is talk. I hate feel...
Day One... in A New Kind Of Beginning
This year has been a difficult year. I broke up with Clair, I said good bye to Sebastian when he moved to Chicago, and Paige has been too busy to talk to me with her living in China and all. The ...
Exposer... in A New Kind Of Beginning
It's like standing there naked. They can see every curve, every imperfection, every intimate lump, roll, and dimple all the wile knowing it's not a seductive or attractive sight. And wile your st...
Authority in A New Kind Of Beginning
I have a problem with it... Always kind of have. don't know why, but when some one tells me to do something, I want to do the opposite or just not do it at all. My sister is kind of like that, s...
Save The Children in A Different Kind of Beginning.
Back in september I supported a campaign for Charity: Water. It was a very rewarding experience and together we managed to raise double of what our initial goal was. Now the time has come for ano...
Murderer... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
I hit a deer... it was young, beautiful, and innocent. I took a turn a little too fast and there it was, I hit the brakes but it was a futile attempt. I saw the impact pull the animal under my ti...
The Anger... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
I'm just so angry all the time now. When people talk to me they get on my nerves, I want to scream at them to shut up. When someone makes me angry with there jerkiness I want to punch them into ...
Will I Surface or Will I Crumble?... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
Sebastian thinks I'm depressed, and he might be right because this is the fifth time I have written this entry, each time quitting in the middle thinking no one would truly care to hear what I h...
Silence... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
There is a breaking point I which a person succumbs to the weight of their pressures. For some people that point is sooner to break than others. For the people who hold onto what little strength ...
Just Give Up On Me.... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
All day Clair's ring tone sounded off, a desperate attempt to contact me. The constant ringing was driving me crazy. Every time I heard it, my mind would go deeper into isolation. There are rare ...
Pulling the Panic Cord... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
There was a strong smell of solvent, clay, and led that lingered in the air. In a corner framed canvas stacked on top of one another cased a dark tower on the wall his art hung. Through the windo...
Frozen in place... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
I can't sleep very well. With all the feedback I got with my last entry I just can't get the whole thing out of my mind. I have tossed and turned all night long and I know once the sun rises that...
Valentine's day breakup... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
I took a few days and I mulled it over in my head. I think I've made up my mind to bake up with Clair. I just don't know if it's the best choice to make. It's not like I'm unhappy. Clair makes me...
The Solitary Life... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
People who don't know me would probably see me as a very detached, apathetic, and maybe secretive, person. That perception wouldn't be entirely wrong. What I do remember of my youth is the burden...
A Different Kind of Change... in A Different Kind of Beginning.
As a lot of you may have already guessed there are a lot of new members who are moving here from another site. Open Diary for many of us was a home away from home and for me it was a place I coul...