Today I made a list of all the badness for the last weeks. It ranges from self-injury to domestic violence to children's teasing, but it all hurts in that kind of helpless-boardering-on-physical-ache-in-your-chest kind of way. The sad thing is, most of it isn't me, or I know I could deal. Im one of those scarily stoic people who can shut themselves off for short periods of time without hurt. I wish I could take the pains of growing up honest of of my baby sister, I know how it feels, shes doing it exactly like me. Shes begun wandering in the woods for hours, just like I did, and I know she'll find herself somewhere out there, and the make-believe games that will help her survive both the school system, and herself. The only think I can do is wonder with her when she asks, so she knows shes not alone.
A not so good fried of mine came to school today on the verge of tears, a wreck, with a bruise on one eye. Her mothers handy work. Shes so strong. I wanted to hug her, but I don't think it would have helped. Her other friend talked to her though, and she seemed to get better as class went on. We'll see how that drama wears on. *tired sigh*
And as for self-hurt.... yeah. you guys know. I wish I knew how to help better! Its so frustrating sometimes. But I just got to stick it out with them, just make sure they know Im here if they need me. Tis all I know to do.

Now that Im thoroughly sadned, Writing club!
It was exellent, as usual. Slightly sweetened by the success of finding someone else who can apreciate my world of insanity. And it was positively mild this week! but mother is calling, if she wasn't so stuck up I think she might start flailing in anger, so time to retreat. Thanks for the rant space, as always.