I went home today from staying at moms and dads over the weekend because I had to go to the doctors and mom didn't want to pick me up at adas forst, I got my birth control, the depo shot. The lady that did it was so bitchy, I wonder if she actually put it in, I was expecting her to jam the needle into me, but I didn't feel it ayt all. Maybe I have a low tolerance for pain, after putting myself in so much for too long. So i go home, as in foster home, and I dump more stuff in my room, while cleaning ada interrupted me twice, once to please bring the trash cans in, and the second for n ice cream date, which I loved that's a small, simple way of showing soemone you care, and we had a good time, she showed me pics from the wedding we went to. She's a wonderful mom. I think it's easy to love and acre about people, and I'm one of the mmost lovable, caring people I know at least. So why doesn't my own (biological) mother love me???