I kept walking upstairs and wondered what they were going to do.
I couldn't stand there and listen because I knew that somehow I'd breakdown in front of them, which I didn't want.
But.. I did breakdown back in my room, sobbing and sobbing because this had to happen to me.
I wondered what I did to be treated this way, to be hated by my family! I just didn't know, I didn't know what I had done to make them hate me so much!
--
Ugh, I thought to my self. I was not this girl! I'm not going to cry over them. I don't care.
I kept trying to deny that I care about them and love them.
Denying = the answer to life.. I thought once again, trying to maintain my composure.
After having a dry face, no tears, I just got up and grabbed my iPod and went into our toilet.
I filled the bath-tub with really hot hater then dipped my legs inside while listening to some music, and it really did calm me down.
When I was done and drying my feet, I got a crazy idea.
--
I WANTED TO GO SKY DIVING.
I had no idea why. But I wanted to, and I was going to do it!
Maybe this will help me right? I quickly got dressed up in something comfy and casual then headed downstairs not bothering to call the driver, but took the car keys myself and drove there.
Driving was something I loved doing, it really made me feel relished.
I got to the place I thought sky-diving was offered at.
--
I went in and asked about sky diving, thank god it was the place I thought to myself.
After waiting 30 minutes for them to fix everything up. They started teaching me what to do and what to wear.
PULL THE ROPE WHEN - I kept repeating all the steps to myself in my head, making sure I wasn't going to fall and die.
Next, I also took a picture.. It was completely useless, but I wanted to remember this! Who wouldn't, right?
I entered the helicopter and within minutes we were in the air and the door swung open, allowing the air to swoop in ever so vigorously.
I closed my eyes, counted to three and didn't take a thought.. I just jumped.
I couldn't stand there and listen because I knew that somehow I'd breakdown in front of them, which I didn't want.
But.. I did breakdown back in my room, sobbing and sobbing because this had to happen to me.
I wondered what I did to be treated this way, to be hated by my family! I just didn't know, I didn't know what I had done to make them hate me so much!
--
Ugh, I thought to my self. I was not this girl! I'm not going to cry over them. I don't care.
I kept trying to deny that I care about them and love them.
Denying = the answer to life.. I thought once again, trying to maintain my composure.
After having a dry face, no tears, I just got up and grabbed my iPod and went into our toilet.
I filled the bath-tub with really hot hater then dipped my legs inside while listening to some music, and it really did calm me down.
When I was done and drying my feet, I got a crazy idea.
--
I WANTED TO GO SKY DIVING.
I had no idea why. But I wanted to, and I was going to do it!
Maybe this will help me right? I quickly got dressed up in something comfy and casual then headed downstairs not bothering to call the driver, but took the car keys myself and drove there.
Driving was something I loved doing, it really made me feel relished.
I got to the place I thought sky-diving was offered at.
--
I went in and asked about sky diving, thank god it was the place I thought to myself.
After waiting 30 minutes for them to fix everything up. They started teaching me what to do and what to wear.
PULL THE ROPE WHEN - I kept repeating all the steps to myself in my head, making sure I wasn't going to fall and die.
Next, I also took a picture.. It was completely useless, but I wanted to remember this! Who wouldn't, right?
I entered the helicopter and within minutes we were in the air and the door swung open, allowing the air to swoop in ever so vigorously.
I closed my eyes, counted to three and didn't take a thought.. I just jumped.
Thank youu
ReplyDeleteAmazing as always<3 -C
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