So I have been going to counseling lately and I feel really good about it. About three weeks ago I got a tattoo of a light blue heart on my wrist to remind me why I have gone on for as long as I have when I get really depressed or just need something to give me a smile on my face. When I told my dad, he was fine with it. However, when I told my mom, she essentially hung up on me and ignored me for a week. Not going to lie, it royally sucked and really upset me. Now she acts like everything is fine and we are on with normal life. I am going home tomorrow and I am a little nervous about how she will react to actually seeing the tattoo. But a part of me doesn't even care what she thinks anymore. Like my counselor said, I have finally accepted my mom for whom she is; she just isn't the mom that I wanted her to be. I hope that through counseling I will learn how to handle my mom's reactions to a majority of what I do in life; I will never fully please my mother but sometimes that is just how it is. I was sick the first three weeks of classes and my grades are currently suffering for it so that is quite a damper, but I have been working on getting the motivation to go to class and try my hardest so that I can succeed. There is also a new guy that I met and he is really cool and I think we are going to be hekka good friends, and possibly more. But right now I feel like that isn't something I can afford to worry or think about because I need to do better in my classes. I was denied a job for next year so that kind of sucks but I was put in an alternate position so there is still a little bit of hope! And I guess that is pretty much all for now. Have a good night! *hug*