I freaking HATE assumptions. People assume they know a story or have details and in reality...they know the farthest from what is really happening.
My life has gone to shit since being diagnosed with ppd. Honestly, I'm not sure how I am here today to tell about it...but whatever. Nothing in my life is what it once was. My friends aren't friends. The person who is my best friend is not an ideal friend and since he's the opposite sex, that automatically means we are sleeping together and plan to screw over our significant others and be together. What??? That is the most ridiculous idea ever. I'm dodging daggers right now over how this tiny ordeal got blown into pure chaos. Thanks you people who decide to tell shit your way instead if the true way. Obviously if two people say it...it must be gospel! Right?!?! I mean in this big ol world, what two people say really means so much??? Wow.
I'm not perfect. I make mistakes. I fail. I've failed over and over. However I am true and devoted and even though my life is absolute shit...that doesn't mean I wanna wreck anyone else's.