Oh, I have so much on my mind. I just moved out of the craziest house. I write everything in my diary so I can post it here and express myself. Living w/ Ralph and Betty, I felt like my opinion didn't matter, that I didn't have a voice... I felt like I was nothing for almost 6 months. My family, but mostly myself, were in constant compitision w/ my temperary housemates. I had to be so unbearably careful of what I said to a certain housemate - that person would switch everything around to make me sound like such an unbearable BITCH. I felt like, no, I literally couldn't say anything from my point of view, someone would relay it to a housemate in a way that made it sound like I was trying to start shit. I was constantly criticized for the way I did certain things when I had limited opportunity - i.e : they felt I was feeding my daughter junkfood 24/7...but I didn't buy the groceries, I didn't have a choice but to feed her the food that was in the house... HELLO!

I don't have my diary w/ me at the moment (I"ve had to come to the library to use the internet). The tech is installing internet on September 18th by noon EST. Oh, believe me, I will be writing many many blogs!

Until then.....