Issues

A/N I have Kidney issues and if any of this content is offensive know that this is how i feel towards myself not toward anyone else. But don't confuse me with Korra, My parents are very loving people who barely fight and where married and had turned twenty long before they had me. I wasnot an accident and have never been treated as such. I feel as if my issues are f*ed up, most of this has never happenedto me except I am depressed often enough, I do have severe asthma and my kidneys are not failing, per se but only work at seventy four percent capacity which is not good.

What the Fuck? Why the hell did I think it was a good idea to set my alarm clock with Techno music, I don't even like fucking techno. Well okay maybe I'm just being moody but it's not my fault I swear! It's this Kid in my grade, Mako, his brother said that Mako likes me. But I've known them forever, he's never even hinted at feelings for me.

So I ask again. Why do I care? He is a fucking Dumbass, who smokes cigarettes and dates every slut in school. I shouldn't care, but I do. Maybe it was because he was my best friend and my first crush. Except, I thought I fell out of love with him four years ago. Yes I know, I was twelve when I was absolutely enamored with Mako. Anyhow, I just don't understand why after all this time he likes me. But he's got another thing coming, I don't date playboys, they just break your heart, like my last boyfriend, Howl, was one. That jackass, I went to visit him at Narook's, where he works, He was kissing some skank who was showing too much cleavage in the corner. One thing's for sure no one takes advantage of Korra Johnston, no one. I made sure to walk up to him and tap his shoulder. He turned around unknowing that it was me and I hammered my fist into his gut. I sure enjoyed the pain in his eyes, the whore was screaming at me for hitting 'her boyfriend' so I looked at her and exclaimed. "Excuse me? your Boyfriend? He and I have been dating for two fucking years." Her face was beat red in humiliation. Our scene had everyone watching in the small restaurant including the Anderson brothers. That was last month, and yes I am bitter.

The gym is friendly, inviting me to vent my frustrations on the punching bags or dumbbells. My parents just signed me up for Yoga this morning, at the gym, I don't know why, I can't meditate or control my temper worth shit. But it's Saturday and no matter how many clubs I join, they always think I should be doing more stuff.

Korra

Your dad and I went to work take the city bus to yoga at noon. Don't forget kiddo.

P.S. Doctor McCarthy called and you have an appointment today at four. Sorry neither of us can be there, don't be late. See you when I get home

-Mom

No I love you, that just doesn't happen at my house, it used to until they started to constantly fight.

It feels like I'm nothing but a burden anymore. Maybe it's because I keep being reminded by my parents, that I was the accident that 'ruined' their lives. Yeah, they actually tell me that. Would someone please explain to them that they were the ones messing around without fucking Condoms or Birth Control and it's not my fucking fault. They were the ones who were irresponsible and had sex at the ages of fifteen and seventeen, my father could have been charged with fucking raping my mother. 'Cause technically she wasn't old enough to give consent while he was old enough.

It doesn't help anything that I have so many medical issues that it isn't funny.

I have kidney failure, asthma and chronic depression. I know. I'm pretty fucked up. The doctors say that it's a miracle that I've lived this long. Bo doesn't even know, all that knowledge would do would be make him worry. They say that they don't know how I have survived this long. I know why I've survived though, I'm a fighter, always have been. When I get backed into a corner I damn well fight back. I guess that's why I really only have two friends anymore, now that my fifteen year old husky died. I don't let anything or anyone get close enough to hurt me anymore, except for the Anderson brothers. One of whom abandoned me to the wolves in grade ten, who tore me apart. You see that's when I started to become depressed. When Mako Anderson, my best friend started to date Asami Sato, the richest, most popular girl in school, the feelings I had didn't matter to him anymore. What made the depression worse was that She was one of the girls who picked on me, called me fat, a whore, a slut, a Bitch, a skank. But how could he know that his perfect girlfriend was picking on his best friend of more than twelve years? I mean it wasn't like that son of a bitch helped them pick on me, oh no. He actually tried to stop them more than once when the girls started actually physically abusing me. All that came out of his attempt to stop them was more taunting and abuse. That's why I hate him, he abandoned me when I needed him the most but then he tries to help me, he can't even be a Jerk so I can properly hate his guts? Why do I still like him?

Grade ten was also the year that I was diagnosed with Kidney failure; I'm still waiting, hoping that someone somewhere is willing to give me one of theirs.

No,no,no. He can't be my instructor. Yet there across the yoga studio from me, reading is Mako Anderson.