I've been gone for the past year, and have had so many things happen.

I finally did get rid of that jerk that I was dating...he's gone to another state. I didn't realize how hard it would be...so I'm back with my dad, but not because of financial reasons.

One of my male friends came to visit...thinking he could just take what he wanted. Yes, I was assaulted and started hallucinating and all kinds of stuff...I ended up in the psych hospital for 10 days and moved my stuff out.

As it stands, the doctor diagnosed me as having schizoaffective disorder, PTSD, depression, and having a nicotene dependence. I had to laugh at the last one actually.

I'm doing a lot better, but still have my ups and downs. I am just trying to keep my sanity.