I Love The Weekends
If anything positive came out of all of this (which I'm always SO hesitant to say) it's that I spend more time at home with my family. Last year I was out and about as much as I could be, purposefully limiting my amount of time at home. Now home is where I feel safe and I have learned to understand that my parents and sisters love and support me in a way that no one else can, and in a way that I realize I was craving.
I also get time to write and reflect, play my guitar and decorate, all things that bring me a great deal of peace. It's not that I don't think about what happened, it just gives me time to rationally organize my thoughts, whereas at school I have to constantly map my way around the school in order to avoid the boys, and avoid the mean stares of others who believe whatever story they told them.
I have time to Skype with my boyfriend (long-distance, he's in college) and he is always incredibly supportive. Whether we are doing homework together, watching a movie or talking about the hard stuff he always puts me first, and I cannot explain how much I needed that or how much it means to me.
The weekends give me time to prepare for the week ahead without having to think about things too much. Like I said, I love the peace the weekends offer, and for now I'll relax with a cup of tea and focus on that peace.