Today, my Mac broke. It may have been my fault. Fortunately, I was able to recover my data. I can't afford a new one. I refused my dad's offer to buy me a new one because he already gives me a lot.

I've been lonely and isolated lately. I feel that few get me. I'm sad a lot. I fear that I burdon my friends.

Today, I volunteered for a group that takes drunk students home. People were very disrespectful to me. It hurt.

After a 7 hour shift and getting home at 4 am, I side swept my neighbor's car. Fortunately, the damage is only on my car.

I'm dealing with this stress well, but I fear that I'm going to wake up and despise myself. I could use some kind words.