It is like everyone is looking right through my eyes, I can feel each empty judgemental stare from all 6 of these wretched woman. Not one of them care what im feeling or why im causing this chaos in my life. I feel like they see me dressed as a classically trained mime, doing my tricks for their amusement even if my tricks are drinking until i fall face first into my plate on christmas day last year in front of the entire family. I wish my mother was still here, she was the only person that could protect me from me. shes gone now and im all alone. oh well thats enough time in my head for now… “can you hand me the wine mrs. heinrich"