Right now, nothing seems to be like it should. Stress from school is driving me crazy and the constant bitching/nagging from my family isn't helping anything. Yes, I make mistakes. Yes, I will fuck up occasionally. But, I also fix everything in the end...hopefully...

How the hell does the whole forgiveness thing work? I can't quite seem to work it out. Years later and I'm still mad as hell, frustrated, and completely devestated by it all. I mean, the one person can't be held completely responsible because we're all products of our environments. If I hate them, then I have to hate everyone in their past who made them the way they are (yea, I like pronouns...no names will be named). And yes, I get my philosophies on life from The Perks of Being a Wallflower. But, it's hard to completely get over everything and pretend it never happened.

There are times when I wish I could just erase the past and start over. That's life, I guess...