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Sunday, November 13th, 2005

    Time Event
    5:59p
    hey guys haven't said shit in a longtime
    so i iwll now
    i hate life
    kay bye
    8:52p
    do you want to be happy or do you want to be right?
    FUCK! i want to be happy!
    i've been crying almost all afternoon. i'm supposed to be going to mexico for my grad trip, in march. so my friend carolyn's mom phoned my mom today to talk about the details and such. when my mom gets off the phone with her she was like, "Dani can i talk to you for a second?" so i go into the kitchen and sit on the counter and she says that carolyn's mom told her io wasn't aloud to come if i didn't have someone with me (ie, parent, sister, brother...) so i was like, well is this for everyone or just me?
    "just you."
    *gasp* great....so my mom says, "they just dont want the responsibility for you if something happens. they know your history Dani. they're scared you might do something harmful to yourself." i cried like a fucking baby in the bathroom. i've been in this dazed emotion ever since. i sat looking at my reflection in the mirror for an hour straight. how can i go through all of this and think that everything would just go back to the way it was. obviously something wasn't right before all of this happened, which caused me to do the things i did to myself. so it has to change now or i'll just resort back to all of those bad things again. but see, the problem is things are changing....but its making me worse. it physically hurts to look at myself. i see myself in the mirror, i see all my scars....i just want to claw them off. i want to be non-existant. i want to run away. i want to be "okay." i want everything but what i have. i want, i want, i fucking want.
    it mentally hurts me to know that some stranger thinks i can't handle being alive....its alright if i think that, but when someone i hardly know is throwing up all of these precautions, it hurts. i have been so excited for this trip, now i dont even know if i can go...if they want me to go....if they can handle me going. i feel like i've caused so many ordeals.
    why wasn't i more careful?

    Current Mood: depressed
    Current Music: Incubus - Just a Phase
    9:02p
    fingernails down a chalkboard
    clear the way, here i come.
    i'm not that "normal" person.
    be aware, i've come undone.
    from the beginning to now
    i contemplated on how i would get through.
    if i even could. my jaded persona is eye catching,
    but it might latch onto you.
    It burries deep down inside.
    you won't ever find someone to confide in.
    the feelings seem like they will never subside.

    i cried tonight,
    because i might not get through this.
    i might throw away the key.
    i've already locked myself in this room without doors.
    i dont think i can ever be free.
    the tears poor from my eyes
    and trail their way to the bottom of my chin.
    i wish i could get to the only person i would let in.


    so it begins .... again.

    Current Mood: crushed
    9:22p
    alone...
    Thats it...No one cares...I know that now...If I died tomorrow people would just shrug saying they expect it from such an unstable person...None of this will ever end...I'm either like this...or fine waiting for this to come again...Myka was the only thing keeping me alive...and now...we show just how well that went...Now what do I have to live for? The empty promise of tomorrow? Or the foundationless words "Everything will be okay"....I don't want to be here anymore...I don't care about wanting to be happy anymore...I've finally figured out I'm just someone who isn't allowed to be happy...I somehow deserve every bad thing thats happened and happening to me...I'm not worth anything...I'm just falling down this endless hole of nothingless...hitting the walls as I go...breaking down more and more of whats left of my spirit...

    What does it matter?

    I just want to slit my throat and get it over with...


    Current Mood: sad
    Current Music: Evanescence-Everybody's Foul
    10:06p
    I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a
    lesbian.

    I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire
    a transsexual woman.

    I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight
    through the painful, tear-filled nights.

    We are the parents who buried
    our daughter long before her time.

    I am the man who died alone in the
    hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the
    room.

    I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken
    away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish
    they could adopt me.

    I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the
    attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will
    probably be able to walk again.

    I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed
    myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to
    bear.

    We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found
    out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

    I am the person who
    never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the
    management called on me.

    I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit
    the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother
    because I now live with another woman.

    I am the domestic-violence
    survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they
    found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

    I am the domestic-violence
    survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

    I am the
    father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection
    to other men.

    I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach
    gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

    I am the woman who
    died when the EMTs stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was
    transsexual. (yes, this actually happened: read more)

    I am the person who
    feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to
    always deal with society hating me.

    I am the man who stopped attending
    church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my
    kind.

    I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most,
    love.

    Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong.

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