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August 31, 2001

I am sort of depressed. I feel so blah. I'm almost 21, uneducated, married and working at a retail store. Okay, what is my purpose? So I'm sort of sad. And A is in a dumb mood where everything I say seems to irritate him. He doesn't want to work it out unless I initiate it. I won't. Well, actually I probably will because almost every single time I do.
I'm so glad I see [counselor] this weekend. I feel wistful for something unknown. Happiness and a strong purpose for me being here.