Look. I’m one screwed up almost-adult. In 14 days I will officially be in my twenties. I’ve had a sucky life and I’m not here to complain or rant about how my om did this and my dad did that but I’m writing this because I need someone to understand. Someone to talk to me. I need a friend. I don’t want to die.. well, this second anyway. ButÂ usually do. My only best friend in the world wants to send me away. She doesn’t even understand and she always yells and gets angry. I need someone I can talk to who wants to listen. Not someone who feels they have too.
Sure, I’ve been in your footprints before. I’ve been abused, and teased, my brother died on me, and my parents are not the best. But I try to get passed that, however, I can’t. I cut myself aÂ lot. I know it’s ‘bad’ but it’s the only way to feel. You know, I’d love to wlak around with my cuts and scars hanging out so people know how I feel. I’ve tried to stop and I can go months without it but I always start again. I know it makes people defensive but that’s my way to express myself.
I know I need help but I can’t seem to find it anywhere. I know I probably should see a therapist and to be honest I’d love to except for the fact that my parents won’t put me on thier insurance. Sucks for me again. I need help. Please. I don’t want to die. But I’m alone. Completely. I need someone to relate. Please help me.