Hi! It’s me! Lily!
And boy, what an awful day.
First of all, Sabby read my diary last night, and I got another long talk, but for a different reason. She was upset because I said that I was afraid that they’d, well… drop me. You know, annul the adoption. Or just kick me out. She and Dave sat me down and told me that no matter how much I screw up that will never, ever happen. Dave said that he was so angry with me because I’m his daughter, and no daughter of his is going to behave that irresponsibly and get away with it.
Sometimes I feel like I’m easily thrown away, I guess. Because, well… I was. Twice.
But it’s always nice to hear them say it.
So… things are settling down a bit. Jack said his parents had a long talk with him too, and… well, they see things a bit differently, but told him that if he ever does get me pregnant he’d damn well better see it through, and they’re not going to bail him out. Actually, his parents have been pretty consistent about that. They were nice about it, but… they’ve always been pretty clear about where the line is. We didn’t cross it, but… too close, I guess.
And I was getting a little uncomfortable too…
Anyway, I’m still grounded, but I guess things are okay now. Dave and Sabby didn’t apologize, but they did say they were probably a little hard on me. Seems to be a pattern lately. But I guess it’s because they care about me. That’s something, I suppose.
Anyway, after all that, we went to classes, and this evening we got a lot farther putting the engine together. It’s almost ready to put back in the car.
It was a rough weekend, though. I’m fighting off a bit of depression, too. Maybe it’s just, well… you know. But maybe it’s… events, too. Sigh.