Right now I am incredibly depressed. Yesterday was the best day of my life and now I'm depressed. Granted, it may have some more factors involved then usual and that's why I'm this depressed...but I dunno.
Yesterday I went to Metrocon. It was amazing. I went with my girlfriend, her brother, one of my closest friends, and my step-mom. AMAZING. We came home and even the car ride home was amazing. As soon as we got home, we watched our videos we took and everything and twenty minutes later, my girlfriend's parents come to pick her up.
Her parents.
The past week, her mom was on vacation and it was basically the epitome of glory while she was away. I spent the night on Thursday, we went to Disney on Friday, and then we spent the night at my house and went to the con yesterday, but the thing was her mom was back on Saturday. Three of the best days of all of our lives and then she just HAD to come home.
And I had to hug her. I had to hug her mom when she came to pick her up. I don't hate many people. In fact, I pretty much like everyone. I even liked her for a while and thought she was pretty nice until I figured out it was all just an act and she hated my guts. I find it hard to like someone when they keep me from someone I love because they believe that I corrupted her, and I had to hug her.
But that's not really why I'm depressed. I'm depressed because I know that my girlfriend went home last night and got yelled at for anything and everything, even if it was the minutest thing. I'm sure her mom blamed me as always, even though I'm polite whenever I see her, even though I hug her every time she asks, even if I'm the most touchaphobic person you'll ever meet.
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I'm DEPRESSED because the person I care about more than anyone in the world is spending the next 3 1/2 months with SATAN.
That is all.
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