I am 18 today. My mother, the jeweler, feels that everybody should get their first pearls on their 18th birthday. This was an important gesture to me.

Today was an emotional disaster and I’m horrified of the next few weeks to come. I put myself in a terrible situation so I am going to have to see how I will dig out of this hole that I have made for myself.

It was my last Interact function tonight, as well. As I walked out of the parking lot after the reception, it hit me that it was my last meeting. This club has done more for me than I can ever put into words. As “over achiever” as it sounds, it was one of the main things for the past few years that really gave me a feeling of growth and self worth.

Things are happening. My life is a mixed up, crazy, emotional mess. Great for my niece. She’s coming…