The Second Journal

September 16, 2017

For this chapter to make sense, I'll have to be a tad more honest about my location. I actually live in Florida.

Florida's a big enough state for y'all not to know where specifically I live at.

Anyways, my sisters wedding was last weekend and so on Thursday, we left Florida for Philadelphia. We were eating dinner that night only to discover that our flight back on Sunday morning had been cancelled, and the next available one was on Wednesday.

My mom just about lost her shit. Our dog was there and so was my stepdad (he was supposed to come up on Friday).

He ended up staying behind to take care of the house and the dog. When things looked like they were gonna get bad, he packed up the car with the dog and his son, and evacuated to South Carolina.

Friday was the rehearsal dinner. My sisters fiancé came over to where my mom, dad, two sisters, and I sat just looking to pick a fight.

My mom stepped in and defended my dad. Which was crazy, I knew they'd been fighting not too long ago. They got along well throughout the entirety of this trip.

School was cancelled for a week and two days, so I didn't worry about missing school work.

And with that, my two sisters, my brother, his girlfriend (Gianna), and I all started a great adventure. We went to amusement parks and baseball games and bowling alleys. There was almost never a dull moment!

My older sister, Sierra, even shaved her damn head! She's an egg now!

We all had a lot of fun, but by the time we got back, we were just relieved that there was no damage to the house and we got to sleep in our own beds.

The day after, Michelle and Grace came over. I was so excited because I hadn't seen them in a week. It felt like the longest stretch of time ever. But we were all pretty exhausted and ended up passing out by two.

Grace and Michelle are my two best friends. They're always there for me. They always offer to pay for me, they give me the encouragement I need to thrive. It's why I have the most amazing grades right now, I can only do so much alone.

Speaking of being alone, Ive gotten WAY too into Sam Smith recently. I love every single song of his and I sad jam to them on the daily.

While I do still have depression, my anxiety has gone way down. It's easier for me to talk to people. I think I may be getting better!

Also, I'm more confident. I wear crop tops now. CROP TOPS! I've never been comfortable enough to wear one out in public. Yesterday, I did!

OH I ALMOST FORGOT! My oldest sisters wedding!

It was beautiful. There were so many things that happened that made me want to cry but the one thing that did was when Britney danced with John (my older - and only- brother, in case you've forgotten) to You've Got a Friend in Me. I bawled my eyes out, not kidding.

My brother used to dress up like Woody from Toy Story all of the time, so it really hit me that they're grown-ups now.

We're all grown-ups now.

For God's sake, Britney's married, John is at college, Sierra has an apartment and two jobs, Lynn is thinking of Dual Enrollment for early graduation. I'm looking at colleges! (Mostly ones in Massachusetts, I love it there).

I'm nervous, but I'm one hundred percent ready to see just exactly where my life is headed. I'm about to be seventeen. I don't wanna seem too optimistic, but it's looking really nice right now.