It hasn't been TOO long since I last reported in. Since last I spoke, life has taken some rough turns. My best friend, whom I spoke of alot, well, I called him one day to see how he was doing. It turned in to a conversation about how much he hates me and the fact that he never liked me and just pretened to be my friend and how he couldn't take it anymore.

I was crushed. VERY crushed.



Needless to say, my mother thought I was going to hurt myself. It's funny though, I got over it quicker then I thought. It still hurts me a little, I can't really go a day without the deep sigh. But I guess I'd rather have no best friend then a fake one. On top of that I have been recieveing psychothereapy I think.... yeah. It's basicly come down to... If I don't accept my feelings that I have for other males, my life is just gonna suck. So we are currently exploring the possibilites of accepting this. Though, I feel like it's stabbing God in the back.