When your mom finds your blog

No I don't live at home and yes I'm old enough to swear, have sex, and even leave the country if I had the money to do it.

Man, is there anyone in the world that can make you feel like you are about two except for your mom? I suppose it was bound to happen... I wasn't hiding it or anything. And my mom, unlike most mom's is completely computer literate. You know when I was young and needed money real bad, it was never any moral compuctions about nudity that kept me from doing porn... no it is the firm belief that my mom would find out. Oy, so you know I wrote that post about how much I've been hurting..... now I told her I was in pain and that it was bad, but NOW that I wrote the WORLD about it... now it is real. AND they wondered in my teen life why had to do dramatic things in order to get attention. Man, it isn't like I posted a suicide note. I just thought people should know where I'm at because picking up the phone and hearing all the nice advice you all have to share is taxing. I donna want to keep explaining my health care situation, I donna want to have to hear about all the things I should do. I got to get thru', that is what I got to do, and I'm doing the best I can, but I'm tired all the way down to my being tired and this is one of the few places that I see as my refuge, where I donna have to play any games about how I feel or what is on my mind. Everyone is welcome here. Even my mom. But this is my place, and it does have my pain, my suffering, my brand of the family craziness, and odd political thoughts and idea's. This is my reality, bad spelling, bad english, horrible composition, etc.