So.
I moved here last summer..for the second time.
(I migrated when I was in the 4th grade for a year then went back to Jamaica)
Basically lived here for 8 months and my life has NEVER been more complicated.
. I've been separated from my mom cause we had a hate/hate relationship.
. Trying to be comfortable with my sexuality...while trying to hide it from my family.
. Drama with friends....and "friends"
. My anxiety attacks.
Ugh. Too many to list.
But I go to therapy and my therapist thinks it's a good idea to write so that's what I'm doing.