It started today. I had a friend over, who really, I don't think I can take right now. She doesn't seem to understand me, my life. And I feel terrible about it. I feel judged for being on disability. She literally said, "I don't understand why you don't get a job or go to school." I'm working on these things. They are my goals. Sheesh.

It's true that I present well. Very well. Sometimes I even think I can get a job. But I'm working on one thing at a time. It's true that I'm not always satisfied with my life.....but why...why does that give people the right to judge and not understand me? I don't think she has a lot of empathy. And i don't think she's a good friend. And I'm going to cut her out for a while. She's hurt me before. Ugh!

There's a lot I'm working on, and I feel like I'm actually in a good place. I'm exploring my interests and hobbies (I have a lot of them!), I'm looking for a new therapist / psychiatrist, and trying to move out of my parents house.