things that help. Also, schizophrenia!

Sup Leah?

I know you've been having some issues with the menfolk, but don't let it get to you.
Well, that kid Erik, he's not a bad guy, but he doesn't have it all together either. It's not your place to justify his actions. When he messes up, he messes up. He's a big boy. He can justify his mistakes himself.
As for everything else, yeah, he's an important part of your life now, but come on. You're still a feminist, goddamn it. Act like one. You don't need him. At all. Ever. You still know what is important to you, and you still know how to prioritize, even if he doesn't.
And you know how you're always worried that people think of you as "Gigantor's girlfriend"? Don't. Maybe for the first couple days you were, but you've been assimilated into the group now. You're Leah. You have your own personality. You can hang out with any of Erik's friends now without Erik, because, hey, they're your friends too. Hell, you even talked to Matt for three hours on the phone last night, discussing Russian literature. You talk to Sam, and Tucker, and Tim, and Bryan, and Becky, and Wilford comfortably and easily. It's fine. They don't talk to you because they have to accept you. They think you're neat.
Also, don't get so fucking intimidated. You're entitled to your own opinions, even if Erik doesn't share those opinions. You can be your own person. IT'S OKAY. So what if he thinks you're stupid or misinformed? You still kick his ass at math. You don't even like politics or economics. Why the fuck do you care what he thinks about them? You're 16. You're in college. You're smart. You don't need to prove it to anyone, least of all your boyfriend. You're fucking Baretta. They believe every fucking word 'cause you're super cool.

So basically, there is no reason to give up you to be with him. It's been working fine so far. I don't know what's up with you and break to think all of it's changed.

Oh one more thing, cry as much as you fucking want. You're at home. No one needs to know.

Fuck men,
Leah