In the past year, so much has changed; my sister overdosed for attention, we've moved twice, I've been hit by a car, I've lost friends, I've fallen in love, rumors have been started about me at school, and so much more. But recently I learned something about myself. I have problems. Seriously. I've seen some painful things recently that I hope to never have to see again, even if the images are burned permanently into my long term memory. Thoughts about what I should've done differently to avoid it, but I chose not to. I've been in a slump since Saturday evening, not being able to sleep, eat, or function properly. I am at a loss. I've told my