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...