Introduction

I don’t know how often I’ll write in this. There’s a lot I could say. I could explain how I was engaged and my fiance lost part of his brain in a wreck in great detail, but I just don’t have the energy for it right now. My medicine is helping me to cope, sometimes I even feel happy. Other than this new diary and college based uses, I don’t get on the computer much. I do have people that I hang out with, I’m not antisocial. I’m just tired of seeing people complain about trivial everyday experiences. I guess I should turn this into something less depressing.

I love school. I’m currently working on getting my B.S.N. in Nursing and I’m minoring in Psychology and English. This semester I’m taking German, Social Psychology, Biology, and Philosophy.  I’m really enjoying psychology. Biology is my least favorite simply because it’s one of the lower level biologies and I’m bored in it-I’m a shophomore, I haven’t gotten very far yet.

My ex has been a really good friend to me since Trey’s accident. We hadn’t been talking prior to it because…well, things ended horribly between us. He was mildly abusive in the past, but his father did the same to him. It’s been four years since then, he’s seen a psychiatrist, and he really has helped me get over my depression. I know it sounds stupid, but I forgave him. That doesn’t mean I forgot, I just don’t want to hate him anymore. And he really has become a better person, which is so rare…most people can’t change. I admit I wouldn’t have talked ot him again if Trey hadn’t had the accident. I guess I just needed to cling to something.

I went to an art high school. I love to paint, take photos, and sculpt things. I’d love to make pottery, but at the same time I got tired of doing art all the time for school. I had taken college level courses in high school and when I got to college they wanted me to do it all over. There’s only so many times I want to read about the color wheel or make pictures by cutting up newspaper.

That’s all for now.