I miss the part when we were moving forward.

I hate the word no. I hate asking for things. I hate being let down. I hate being questioned. I hate having to explain myself.

All I asked was to go to a museum. “Why do you want to go to a museum all of a sudden? Who are you going with? Why them?”

I want to take pictures. I want to express myself. I want to be taken seriously. I want to be left alone. I want to dance.

I still haven’t gotten any of my things back. Its been over three months.

I wish people would pay attention. I wish things didn’t piss me off. I wish I wasn’t so sensitive. Yeah, sensitive. I wish I wasn’t so restricted.

Approximately 700 days to go, and then I can be free.