I think that I'm having a breakdown of sorts. I've said this before and I'll say it again, this summer is kicking my ass. To add fuel to the fire I drove up to dennys last night to find my sister with cig in hand. As soon as i saw her i felt this detachment, now i feel disgusted every time i see her. Like somethings wrong with me. it's so hard to roll with the punches, this is family. she told my mom she was just planning on dropping out, which we can't stop. she's 16...

so i give up. whomever decided to throw the last 3 months at me wins, they win. i feel like i've been backed into a corner and beaten up. then kicked when i was down. then slapped. etc.

on top of all this, i have no money. i'm not making enough to live on, let alone save, from this damn camp job. yes, i love it, but at $8 an hour 35 hours a week it's no money, and i have a car to get running and myself to support for a whole year. and we may now have to sell the house. im scarred.