Sadié Sidney

This year, I went to the psych ward for my birthday again. It sucks every time. I'd rather spend my birthday at home in my bed, but I was strapped down from the ankles to my wrists due to not complying to a welfare check. I know now to just open the door when the police come. I do not like the police. I do not trust the police. I never have since a little girl getting my first rape kit at 5 years old. They like to play games that I do not like to participate in. I did not really enjoy my birthday this year, but that's really ok. It is a blessing to be breathing and walking around. I was able to catch up on most of my school work already. I have one 4 page essay and a test due but I will try to get that done tomorrow (Monday at the latest). I am a little disappointed in myself, but they tried to tell me in the psych ward that it's ok to get help. I know it's ok to recieve help sometimes, but I just want my brother back. I want my grandma back. I want my dad back before h...

Yes, I am the most peaceful sister ever. This is the only person who deserves my peace on my birthday.

this look was sooo pretty. I'm waiting for my wigs to come in so I can start playing with makeup more. I may be working 7 days a week teaching moms breastfeeding so now I have to find time to actually get my hair done and have another spa day. I want to go to the LV Cafe too but I need to make a reservation but I have no time to go and they require a deposit too. So I dont want to waste their time by standing them up nor do I want to waste money so.

I want to wear backless dresses and shirts and thinking of getting a breast lift. I'm conflicted on it because I want to stay as natural as possible. Yesterday when I took my bra off, the weight of my breasts hurt me so bad. I'm a 38i but may be bigger now (was sized some time ago). So we'll see what I do.