The best of the worst
Sorry it's been nearly FOREVER since I wrote last...been somewhat retardedly busy! Alot has changed.
The thing on my mind at the moment is …
is feeling OK
I'm 21 years old, attend Dental College, looking for a job, just moved into a big city from a country farm, and lost my outlet. I'm going through a lot of big changes all at the same time and all I can think lately is "so this is what a hurricane feels like..." I just need a listening ear to stay safe and here is where I can find that.
I love riding my horses...they're my life. I journal a lot lately, I like movies and music, boys are on the list somewhere...I'll try anything once but if I don't like it, good luck getting me there again! I'm an ARIES and pig headed sometimes!
JustusForever wrote a journal entry updating their Graduate goal 2:00am
Sorry it's been nearly FOREVER since I wrote last...been somewhat retardedly busy! Alot has changed.…
JustusForever changed their mood to OK 2:00am
JustusForever wrote a journal entry: Journal Entry for August 4, 2008 1:39am
JustusForever turned 22 12:00am
Sorry it's been nearly FOREVER since I wrote last...been somewhat retardedly busy! Alot has changed.
The thing on my mind at the moment is …
Well it's been awhile since I wrote last...
Since then I sold the big appy gelding I had bought to a lady named Wendy, they're like …
HEllo! How are you?
just thought u could use a hug...:)
That is so great! Good for you!!!!!!
Hey!! How are you?
A great big hug to you {{{{{{{{{HUG}}}}}}}}}}}. Just trust that things will get better and that there is a reason for everything. I'm praying for you and your family. Jill
Long story short: my dad was a 36 year old pedophile suiside, my sister died 2 years ago in a car crash, my brother's an alcoholic in denial, my mom's a nazi slave chore driver, I'm being forced to sell my horses(my outlet) I was clean for 2 1/2 years until this month, and my old bad eating habits are flaring again. *sigh*
Well, last summer I competed in a rodeo for the first time...barrel racing. Great fun! But since I didn't have a horse trailor I had to ride my mare home...she was so excited that she slipped on the cement road and landed on my left leg...crushing it. I can't ride anymore without having flashbacks and it's killing me...
I started self harming when I was 9 but it didn't get bad until I was 14...5 long years of torment followed landing me in psych wards and alternate homes. I was clean for over 2 1/2 years but slipped up a few times last month when I realized my horse accident really changed me and the way I ride...which took away my coping skills. I ride to forget...to just let my problems melt away and so I can fly in the wind...there's nothing better than galloping through a field bareback on my mare...
My sister, Jenn, died in a car crash May 8, 2005. We're just going through the criminal trial now and the guy responsible is going to get off with around 2 years in prison for taking her life...doesn't make any sense to me, how about you?