Last day of highschool. I made it, I guess. I don't know what I'm gonna do after all this, but I've got everyone behind me. My family and my friends are all backing me up, even if I do something horrifically stupid. For right now, I'll stay at the farm. Find a job, and maybe look into college next year. I wonder how Luxa's doing. And Ripred, and everyone else. I really miss them all. Maybe someday I can go back. I want to visit Ares' cave again, and see everyone just one last time. It'd have to be when I get older though. Mom still refuses to return to New York as of now. The nightmares have finally started to get better. And I can control my temper better. It took me so long to even get this far, I don't even want to imagine how long until I'm finally okay. Maybe not ever, but maybe that's okay? I don't know anymore. I'm better than I was, and that's what my therapist says is important. They think I'm talking in some elaborate metaphor, but since I showed up in a t-shirt one day, I think they're starting to believe me a little bit more. It's gonna be okay. I don't think I'll keep writing in here. I feel like it's too much dwelling on the past, or something like that. Maybe I'll start a new one, but this is my last entry in this one. -I did it, I made it I made it -See ya.
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TUC Oneshots/Drabbles
Fanfictionfeaturing TUC Week entries (from 2019 onwards), as well as various drabbles and oneshots of mine. (temp cover)
