Well I had a bad weekend because Manny did it again to me and I am not sure how I am going to take it. He said I should get my depression work out and deal with it. But he has to understand it isn't my depression. It is everyone coming at me and even him. I am not depress like everyone thinks I am. I know I am not. I am so stress, lost, angry and unhappy and sad with what is going on and with how I am been treated and how those around me keep coming at me. Even Manny. We had a bad fight and he hit me and I am sure he didn't mean it. I am so sick of everyone saying that I am not to feel or get upset or angry but it is ok for them but not me. I am so sick of that. And I am so sick of not able to do what I want to even if it means to sleep. I am so sick of my son and his sept dad not getting alone and I am so sick of my son not getting alone with his sister and I am so sick of my son treating everyone like sh..t...and being so mean. I am so sick of so people who have money say they don't have enough. I can not get myself new running shoes try that. I guess what I am saying I am so sick of all this.