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I'm coming to a point where I don't have a choice but to change things. I can't handle situations to a certain degree, so it's time to forget about them altogether.

I started seeing a new therapist today and she seems very knowledgeable, unlike the several others I've gone through. She won't continuously diagnose me, nor will she tell me that my parents screwed me up. I like her already. I told her about my stresses, my incredible mood swings, my impulsiveness, everything. It felt good.

I want to change for my coworkers,
I want to change for my friends,
I want to change for my family,
I want to change for my boyfriend,
and I want to change for myself.

I'm tired of putting them through all this. I cried a million times over when I saw the looks on their faces in the hospital. It completely broke my heart.

For the time being, everything seems to be going well.
I got a week off (which I desperately needed)
I chopped my hair off and it feels good
my birthday is in 2 days
I love Eisen, he's turning out to be the best dog I could've asked for
my friendship with Amber is just getting stronger and stronger
and I'm loving Andrew more and more.