I want to scream. Scream until I lose my voice. I have no way to communicate with anyone who I can actually talk to for a few weeks. Cole is in a mental hospital, so there goes person number one. My mom took my phone, so there goes Devin, Andrew, and well those are the only people I can talk to.

I would have been able to talk to cole during visit and calling hours, but no. I don’t have my fucking phone. Why? because my mom was explaining something to me for the third time, even though i already understood. So I tell her she already told me, and I understood completely. Then my step dad stats screaming at me about how disrespectful I am being, and how I am giving him attitude and I’m being dramatic, and rude. All I said during that conversation was that OK, I understand, we already went over this. I said nothing more, nothing less.

I’m not so much mad that they took my phone, i’m mad that they took my communication to people who I can actually talk to.