Weekends are the worst, really. I'm sure the majority of you would beg to differ but I hate them. I only look forward to my therapist meetings and psychiatrist appointments because then I only feel safe knowing they understand me. And on weekdays, the safe haven is open and I love being there because I can relax knowing i'm not the only one like me. Weekends I hate because i'm home. I'm home and no one gives a shit about me. They aren't mean but they just don't understand and i'm not going to explain anything to them because they'll just try to change the story. So all I do on the weekends are just go on the internet, play a video game, read, and then sleep. That's it. I hate it. I hate being stuck here and just stulling around all day. So, fuck off weekend.