conuly

10th grade, I cut a lot of classes. Just... stopped going. Actually, I did that the second time around too, just stayed in the house. My mom was convinced for a while that "something must've happened", she asked about it, but nothing had happened. And I had the same problem last year - couldn't go to class, had to be in the house. I spent days, consecutively, inside the house - inside my room, really. And that's not counting the individual days that I couldn't leave the house (which were not surrounded by happycheery days, but were instead surrounded by "I don't wanna leave, but I'll starve if I don't" days).

Yeah, I don't know why that happens. I'm not sure my mom or Jenn realized that's what was happening. It wasn't that I was avoiding school, but I was avoiding everything outside my doors. Or at least, outside my porch. Yes, I was also avoiding school, but that's not the whole of it.

Whee, I've just explained absolutely nothing. But it felt good to get that off my chest and into the anonymity that would be LiveJournal if I didn't plan on stalking every last one of you (excluding those with a history of actual stalking, because that's just not funny).