Whenever at the end of the period and we have to go back in there, the girls are always waiting at the locker room door to get in while the teacher comes back into the area, and they whine her name in a loud, pericing baby voice.
II'm a fucking monsterous womanchild, I pushed an innocent staff member down the stairs because I was having a stupid tantrum over a stupid game and I fucking hate myself. put someone in the hospital today for the most childish reason and I feel like a monster.
Being able to look back at where I was compared to where I am now makes me feel accomplished and proud. On the other hand seeing people that used to be such an important part of my life that are no longer in my life hurts my heart.