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I'm going crazy now that my entire family is back at home. It really is time for me to move out. I love them all to death but they drive me crazy. It's just a major shock to have all of us in one place again. I need my space and I was just getting used to having it. My pie turned out really well and that made me a little bit happier.

Isn't is strange how everyone dies? Would I be ready to die tonight? My parents are getting really old. It scares me sometimes to think about it.

It's hard to be honest when you know what you say will hurt someone else.

Today was one of those days where I turn something someone said to me over and over in my mind. How do you stop thinking about something? Why is it that it is so easier to remember negative things that were said as opposed to the positives?

One of the priests at my church has been in the hospital. He's having surgery on his heart next Friday. It hurt me to even look at him because his usual energy was gone..

GAHHHHHHH!!!! I never do anything right. It's all an illusion. I'm tired of trying so hard just to be a big FUCKING DISAPPOINTMENT.