i’d like to get out of my house.
my father is extremely verbally abusive. more than a year ago, he lost his job. he’s only gotten worse since then. i often get out of the house & walk to my best friend’s house, makeup completely washed away from tears. too bad i always have to go back. i’d do anything to stay at my friend’s house; her family actually likes me. they care about me.
i grew severly depressed 2 & 1/2 years ago, and for a few months it dissipated as i fell in love. but later, i realized it was just a distraction. and now i’m out of love. i have problems with self mutalation, and many friends of mineÂ that share that part of my story. i’ve only considered taking my life once, back in august ’09. i’ll get on that some other time..but now my basic story’s posted. so bye for now!