Tuesday, November 12, 1991

I have only one issue I want to write about – STRESS!  That’s something I know plenty about.  I just about lost my mind in 4th hour.  I tried to check out, but they wouldn’t let me because my mom’s not able to be reached at the hospital until after 6 P.M.  So many things have been going wrong. It seems like the whole world is caving in on me.  I definitely think I need to go talk to a counselor or something.  My dad lives 200 miles away, or I would talk to him.  I called him last night, but it didn’t help.  I miss my mom a lot.  I never really realized I would that much.  I guess I’m still a little kid a little bit, when it comes to my mom.

(Note in the margin from the teacher: “We all are, Carly.  I hope things are going better for you.”)