Fucking triggering. I guess I should be happy that mommie dearest has made it so easy to not eat the dinner she cooked. I tagged along to her water aerobics class. It was nice. I would have preferred more legwork. A lot more leg work, but eh.
But what does she talk about on the way home?
That fucking "church". Two of the bigots who started that fight have officially left. It wasn't enough that the majority voted to make me a second class citizen. That the "church" that baptized me refused to celebrate with me if I found someone to share my life with.

So I am very unhappy. I came up to my room and have another body fortress scoop.also tried the south beach bars. South Beach Living protein fit -peanut butter flavor. Is very good. 140cal 17g carbs (of which 3g are fiber and 3g are sugar alcohols..sugar alcohols make me gassy but it's only 3) and 8g protein. Only 8g? Yea... but it does taste really good, I thinkso anyway. Very peanut buttery. I guess I'll consider it a diet friendly candy bar? I dunno... but I will probably get them again.

And the thing is...while that whole fight's been going on I'm not supposed to say anything because I might cause division. What the fuck? So I'm not even allowed to give my side? Nope.

.so I don't want to think about it. I think I'll do some legwork.

At least I feel accepted here. We all need somewhere where we feel accepted.