I am 18, and I still wonder how I have survived this long!
Everything started falling apart at 16. I considered it, but then it got bearable again. And now it has gotten dark again.
My boyfriend decided he’d rather travel than try to make this work.
The only guy I have ever loved, has ditched me aswell. The only person Ihad confided in about everything, including my parents separation. My mother too has opted out, ran far away. Left with my sister and father, who emotionally abuses me and my sister as his way of venting that and the drinking.
I drink a bit, do drugs a lot and have started recently engaging in meaningless affairs. I feel nothing during or after these occurences, I do not care for these people. I constantly find myself in in dangerous situations that i go into willingly.
The world I live in has taught me to be ashamed, hate what I am. We are the lowest of the low right… so what is the use of carrying on
I think it will be tonight, tomorrow the only person who cared leaves