My rights versus yours?

My rights versus my own.
It happened again.
I was coughing and spitting.
I wonder if my mom knew.
Did she read my journal?
Did she???

I hope I can trust myself. Because I truly believe that if there's something you've made up in your heart not to do, you won't.
I hope.
Even yesterday it seemed like a good idea, but in my altered state I knew I wouldn't want that for myself right now.


I'm supposed to be meeting Allison soon, it's going to be hard to act normal when what I really want is to spill out my heart and get some understanding and help right now, only I know that's difficult to do.