Diary No Name- Just when I’m certain I can catch a break, my dad pops out of nowhere to set off the balance.
This is one of my busiest Saturdays, considering I hardly do anything on the weekend. I stare at the paper in front of me with uncertainty before pursing my lips and squeezing it into a ball.
My eyes dart towards the trash can and I wiggle slightly in my chair, a slight anxiety rolling in my stomach. I toss the paper into the air and it travels through my room before landing into my trash can.
I do a little cheer and stand up, deciding that I deserve to eat a little as celebration- even though I was able to score an eight out of ten. As I stand up, I wonder if it is even a wise choice to eat because I tend to want to binge on some Netflix show while eating and I’ll probably just
