I have so many thoughts flowing through my head at once that I don’t know what to think, I don’t know what to type. I can’t formulate it all into words that make any sense and I don’t know where to start.

I got myself into something and I am not proud of it. I don’t know why I did it and it’s been making me think a lot lately. I am going to talk to my dad and tell him what happened. I think it would be better hearing it form me then from anyone else. He did always tell me that I could go to him with anything. I guess this is included in everything. I mean I think the fact that I went to him with this problem and I wanted to talk to him has to count for something right? I am just going to have such a problem going to him with this. I mean I am his girl. I am supposed to make the right choices and get good grades and go to church and never screw up. But I do, over and over. I feel like such a failure at life, I didn’t turn out the way he wanted me to turn out. ((not done yet))

then || now

10:13 p.m. || Monday, Jan. 20, 2003