i'm just going to bitch now, k.
my arms hurt from crutching around campus this afternoon. i'm tired of my roommate making fun of me for being injured (wtf?). i'm tired of feeling like no one here gives a damn about me. i'm tired of feeling like every day i walk around in my own world. i try so hard to let people in, but everyone just lets me down. i haven't seen john in three weeks and it's driving me crazy. we fight when we're not together, and it breaks my heart a little more every day. i know it's tuesday, and i know i came back to school a day late...but i miss my family.
i miss my dad. i feel terrible about what i did to him this weekend, i know it's not my fault, but he can't snap out of it. the look on his face when he saw me laying on the ground screaming about how bad my knee hurt makes me cry just thinking about it. he was acting weird yesterday before he left for the week and i asked him why. "it's the first time one of my kids has been seriously injured...and it scared me. seeing you hurt so bad made me hurt too. all i wanted to do was fix it for you, even though i couldn't". i miss my mom. she sat with me in the ambulance and held my hand. she took care of me all weekend. she sat with me all day and made sure i was okay. she made me laugh when i needed to most. i miss my brother. every time he sits next to me while squeezing my arm and saying "do you really have to go?", my heart hurts.
i don't want to be here anymore. i want to be away from everyone here, and closer to the people who care about me. i feel like everyone here just judges me based on what they know thus far. i've existed for 18 years without you knowing me, so what makes you fit to tell me what i am, or what i can do?
i just want to go back to new jersey with my family. i want to go back to john and arielle and danielle and zach and andrew and brittinee and nikki and donna. i know i can't, so i should stop dwelling and work on a research paper due thursday that i haven't started yet.