My stepdad thinks all of you are contributing to my depression.
My mom doesn't want to believe it, but she is anyways.
I really don't want to believe it.

They threatened to put a KEYLOGGER on my computer.

My stepdad says you guys aren't who you say you are.

And that I'm talking about 'adult' stuff on here.

My choices are:

a. Stop talking to you guys FOREVER and solve the problem right away.

b. Ignore everything they're saying and continue talking to you, wait for them to put the keylogger on, and not be able to talk to you anyways.

The only thing that's making me MODERATELY happy is that my grandma helped me make a CLOTH Tails Doll. Not finished. And it looks crappy. :I

They really think yelling at me and making my contact with my only friends smaller is going to help any?

My friends here are the only friends I can talk to without feeling awkward.

You might as well throw me in a cage if I can't talk to them.

When I'm not on the computer talking to you guys, I'm sitting in my room.
Nothing.
To.
Do.

:I They think an HOUR is enough to do everything I need to do?

I have so many things that I haven't done yet...

But I can't bring myself to kill myself. EVER. You guys don't have to worry about that. :3

I would feel too guilty.

*sigh* Had better stop typing before they wonder who I'm talking about, if I know them in real life, and if we're talking about 'adult' stuff. >:I