Reagan White, Editor

Nights have been so long lately. I feel as though they will never end. I mean, yeah, I enjoy alone time, but sometimes it’s too lonely. I can never fall asleep, so I just lay there for hours on end. Just me and my thoughts. Alone. For hours.

Okay enough of the sad stuff. On a positive note: I saw Allison this weekend. To be honest, I’m only happy when I see her. I am not even exaggerating. My life is at a stop and filled with darkness. Ew. That sounds all emo. Well it’s the best way to describe it. Anyway, then when I see her, everything is okay again. I don’t think that is very good for me but we will ignore that.

I have therapy tomorrow with Sasha. Kind of reminds me of the Bratz dolls. She honestly looks like one, too, with the huge over-lining of the lips and her style is outrageous. I don’t talk to her voluntarily; my parents force me to. I don’t hate it entirely but sometimes finding out what’s wrong with me is a bit hard. Like I know I have problems, but I’m not sure if I want to make them official.

I guess I’ll update you after our session if it’s worth sharing.