We are all allowed to be happy!
A page in the diary "A danish teens life. "
Written by Shethinksit Saturday, 4 July 2009 07:39
Summer hollidays started a week ago.
A heatwave is passing Europe, nothing we danes are used to. At all.
I'm pink as a shrimp.
And keep sweating like a pig.
But I like the sun. It smiles for me.
Or so I'd like to think.
It's weird how the weather changes. In March, just five months ago it's snowed wildly and we couldn't get out of the house.
Tomorrow we leave for "vacation" on the island we moved away from less then a year ago.
I don't know if I really want to go, because it's all memories, I tend to get very sick when I get there.
Meeting everyone who always hated me, and desided they will always.
If their eyes could kill. I would have been dead more then a million times.
And I know that the love of my life is there. He's returned from Australia, probably a couple of months back. I don't know.
But I am not sure if I am ready to face him, just yet.
He's still in progress. Even after 4 years. But now I'm being helped. I havn't been able to talk to anyone about it, till I started going to my new psychologist. I've had four previous to the one I have now.
She's good. She's better than anyone I've had. Maybe it's because she usually deals with actual adults and not teens. I have a different perspective on life she says. Like someone who's been alive for 40 years and not 17. She's trying to make me realise that I can act like everyone else my age. And that I don't have to play the mother at home.
But I still need to do a lot of homework before I'm well again.
I can't wait.
Last time I went to see her, she told me to tell myself that I am allowed to be happy, and to enjoy my life.
I don't know why that never accured to me before. But I actually am. she didn't tell me why I was allowed to. But maybe I don't even need to know why.
I just know that I'm allowed to be happy. And I'm great just the way I am. I'm allowed to be happy. Nobody can stop me from being happy.
She.