Mood: Depressed
Listening to: My mother...Except not really.
Yeah...Today was NOT one of the days I'll choose to remember when I'm old and senile. It started off fine...Except that my mom wouldn't leave me alone...And then she got angry about the way I styled my hair(not a mohawk, no obscene colors, nothing weird...I just parted it differently and wore it off to the side a bit.). I love it when I'm told that I'm now an adult and I can make my own choices yet when it comes to something simple, miniscule, and unimportant such as how I want to wear my hair for one day...The authorative steps in and freaks out. I guess I was alright until lunch...Skye and I hung out together as we always do...And some stupid homophobes started throwing things at us. She wasn't in a good mood, so I had to physically restrain her from going and attacking them. She's so much stronger than I am...It was not an easy task. Then my humor stepped in and I managed to coax her away...Then, of course, we tripped over some random, unseen object in front of the grou[ of homophobic
jack@**es and they laughed at us. So, pride and body bruised...We walked off. She started to tickle me(I'm
extremely tickilish) and I fell and hit my head hard against a metal bar. I was on the verge of tears from it because it hurt so badly...I know it wasn't the tickiling that made me fall...My legs gave out without warning and she just happened to be tickiling me at the time. She thought it was all her fault though...And she wouldn't believe me when I told her that my legs give out(they tend to do that every so often without any particular reason). In English, the homophobes decided to tease me about falling...So, I muttered a few inappropriate words and the teacher immediatly called me up to the front of the room...I was so sure that she heard me but, it was just a pass for me to go see the shrink that I told you about. But, it turns out she was too busy to see me so I will have my first session with her tomorrow. Oh, one of my alters told Skye about my special little diet and she started to cry and begged me to stop. I'm so angry with them about it...But, I don't know which one did it is the problem. I'm very in tuned with my alters...I can talk with them and interact with them and all that...I don't know how, some people think because of this I don't really have MPD and that can just be your opinion:). I'm not looking to make up disorders for myself...Especially not one that gets me into trouble quite a bit without me ever knowing why or how or even what I did or said. But, yeah, I'm not too thrilled with the aspect of seeing the shrink tomorrow...She seemed like a nice enough woman...Just not someone I particularly care to share my secrets with...Certainly not my diet secrets, my alters, or my love life. I dunno...I'll give it a shot, I mean, it's not manditory so I can quit any time I care to. I dunno why my day was bad...Just not in a good mood and my head hurts.
