so. my mom took me to see a shrink yesterday. the whole day she kept on calling it a doctor's appointment if anybody else was in earshot, like she was fucking ashamed to have a kid that needed help. i mean, i get where she was coming from, but she's my mom. she's supposed to accept who i am, and if i need help, she shouldn't be so ashamed of that.

i slept for thirteen hours last night. i didn't sleep at all the night before. i don't want to be here. i'm tired.
i think it's going to rain soon. that'll be nice. i miss actual weather.