I've been figured out. If I get sad, depressed, angry, or some emotion close too, I hide. I go into a room where no one goes (usually my basement) and for a day I stay. Yesterday was one of those days. I always sort of knew I hid away because I try to sort out my feelings so I can go back into the real world with a less clouded mind. Before I went into hiding I sent my boyfriend an away message saying I won't be getting online that night and I'll talk to him tomorrow.

As I was eating dinner in my hiding place my dad came downstairs and handed me the phone. I just about choked on the rice I was eating. It was my bf, and he really cheered me up. The main thing I got from the conversation was, "You're hiding again, you know when you disappear I come busting through doors looking for you just so I can hug you."

My main worry...if my dad asked him anything. My dad didn't say anything other then, "one second" after my bf asked if he could talk to me. I'm still a little depressed but each time I think of what my boyfriend said about busting through the door I smile.