Yesterday was one of the worst days of my life. I still feel like it should be a dream or something. It all started when I got home from work. It turns out that my mom had found an old letter that my boyfriend wrote me and read it. She now knows that I smoke cigarettes and thinks a whole bunch of stuff now. After we were done arguing, she told me that she hated me and to get out. Obviously that wasn't enough for one day. The same day my boyfriend had boot camp from when we got caught. Well, he failed his drug screen and now has to go to the probation office tomorrow to see what they will do to him and he has two more boot camps. But sadly that isn't all that happened. His mom, who used to be one of my favorite people in the world, believes that it is my fault that we got caught in the first place and that it is my fault that he failed that drug screen. Even his cousin Missy, who was also one of my favorite people in the world, won't talk to me. Last night when he told me all of that I not only cried for three hours, but when his mom and cousin came into his room they wouldn't talk to me or even look my way. It hurts so bad. I've been really thinking about my whole life and the people in it. And I have come to the conclusion that everyone hates me. Because if you think about it, it's true. No one really likes me at work, my mom officially hates me, I don't really have any friends, and my boyfriend's family hates me. And if you think about it, everyone believes that getting caught and my boyfriend failing his drug screen is my fault. Sometimes I wish that I could just disappear right off the face of the earth. I sometimes wonder if anyone would even miss me. I don't think anyone would. Actually, I think it would make most people happy. At least it would make everyone that I have talked about happy, that's for sure. Would anyone care if I was gone? I don't think so.
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