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How am I gonna be an optimist about this?

Looks like all I will need to do is survive therapy at the goddamn First Medical. Chiro dude was nice enough and I think we should be done with fucking paperwork and questions. I was super peeved because I got hooked up to machines and got X-rayed. I just want it over. I hope the insurance says fuck off and Megwa says he can't do dick so I can move on. I hate this. Becca described it perfectly: "She parades us around like we are sick puppies but instead of wanting sympathy, she wants money." I HAVEN'T hated Mom more than I do now. She is perfectly fine to smile and make me go through this because she wants money. She puts on a act, makes snarky remarks about me not being a better actress, and more. I hate her. I hate her so much. She is fine to make me do this and has not a second thought. I cannot even defend myself because she will switch it around,

But I need to relax and keep calm.I have to be smart and calculative. I have two plans going on.

On April 24th, I will leave to my new home.

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