I'm so glad I get to write again. This week has been so stressful. Every time I see Mom and Mark it seems like they're arguing over something stupid that really doesn't matter and I get so tired of trying to play mediator. I've felt this way for a long time, but am actually close to saying something about it for once. They both complain to me about the other too, just like Mom and Dad do. 😢 I don't want to keep being put in the middle of fights that aren't mine and shouldn't really be fights in the first place. What do I do? I want to speak up about this shit, but then I'm worried they're going to say I don't get to speak up because it doesn't involve me. Yet it affects me too, you know? I really just want to have a normal, happy family. I guess I'm doing all right, otherwise. I had a dream about Jack last night, and almost woke up in tears. I know this pain is going to take some time to heal but I wish I could start the process already. Obviously, my subconscious also knows I'm not totally over him yet. I think that's about it for now that you some much for reading.
BYE!!!!
