Hey Anita.

I’m talking about people in general who claim they care about you,  but they really don’t know what’s best for you.

Ever since I talked to a therapist again, all of my suppressed memories have been rising up.  Side note: I am happy that you can talk to me about anything. For now, you’re the cheapest (aka free) option for the time being. On top of that, I’m talking to someone who is really great. However, my sister and friends were all, “Be careful. Don’t come off too strong.” Hello! He still talks to me, so we’re good. I haven’t had the courage to ask why we haven’t hung out yet. I think I’m afraid of confrontation.

Anyway, the memory was about my teacher being angry and then there was another one where these two ladies got mad at me. The bus driver was even upset at me for being mad when I lashed out at one girl. Keep in mind that this all happened in elementary school . I remember feeling that I couldn’t get that I want.