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Today my parents and I went to the church in my home neighbourhood. It was a good service, and it was nice to see the church where I spent so much time growing up. On our way back to the car we passed the torn down public swimming pool. It was a very sad sight.

I'm really angry that my feelings of guilt and anxiety have ruined so much of my visit with my parents. Why couldn't this have waited until I was home again?

I'm also really disappointed that no one has commented on my previous post. This has become a pattern. The few times I really bare my soul and write about something important to me, no one cares.

I understand this has become increasingly common at LiveJournal and it's disappointing. Tumblr is useless for private, serious conversation.