Not much to say, really. (though I did say much)
I just felt like changing the journal.
This year is a really important one in my life, I am getting to some important understandings about myself, I analyze my life from different view points, find the problems I had within myself and learning to deal with them...
The qualities that fascinates me the most is... That despite all of what was happening during the years and despite some of things I was doing and thinking... I remained... I was brave at times, stubborn as hell, sometimes annoying as one too

, and I had very strict beliefs (This is not about the religion, this something is deeper in me) which held me in one piece despite all the shit, some of the people tried to do to me and done... Trying to fail me in different situations, to hurt as much as they could without doing it straight physically... And "illegally"...
I don't want to frighten you or something, but I guess that I realized only in this weekend, how much in danger my sanity was all those years...
I guess that at some points of our lives, each "thinking" person has her/his dangerous moments.
It feels kind a weird. To understand that some things I just made up...Trying too hard to figure out things that were not actually there in that proportions I thought of about them... I only can imagine how it looked from the outside... I always was kind a weirdo I guess, it is part of being me... Maybe it is where my creativity comes from... It is quite hard to understand that it is all genetics and chemical process in the brains... the feelings... thoughts... imagination... story lines... books... drawings... prose... dyslexia... concentration problems... depressions...
It acquired me some abilities too... Like, I can spot people who can hurt me, if I can take a glance at their eyes or when someone is hiding something, a feeling or a fact... Or just compassion to other...
I just wish I could overcome my difficulties...
Concentration, really short nerves... long depressions... having sometimes weak will toward some particular things...(like homework and some stupid daily needs) I am quite tired myself from all of those. But I am too damn stubborn to cease the fighting, I will not rest until I find the solution.
And I believe that there is. My problems will never disappear, but I can learn how to manage them, use them, and overcome them.
I am moving on and improving. I am always seeking, trying, finding, working hard to improve... I learned how to deal with my dyslexia, so it almost don't bother me now. (I feel like I could write a book on it if I was bored enough...)

It took many years though to master, and a lot of research on myself... Sometimes I had help from multiple people, and thanks to them, I am where I am now. In university.
So maybe it is time to say thanks to them... For any type of help I ever got:
First would be members of my family, who had to deal with me for years... My mommy, sister, well yeah, even my father.
My grandparents, whom I won't just let go as maybe I should...Whom I miss a lot...
My dear friends and other relatives, list will not end if I start it...
And you, my DA friends.
Sometimes it is just important to say thanks. And how much I value your concern and tries to help me. Even though you can't be always sure if you helped me or not...
Anyways, I'll cut off the nonsense now... if anyone is capable of understanding... (anyone but psychologist or a psychiatrist, all of those who know what ADD is and all the package that can come along...)
Hey, don't be too worried, I am ok. Just feeling weirder than usually.
I hope you will remain my friends after reading that.
See ya.
Genny.