well i found out my friend died… i don’t know if he remembered me becuz we haven’t talked in a while.. i hope he does Â cuz i’ll always remember him and what he was like and how he helped me… why do ppl i care about always leave?
mt sister still beats me… tho its usually for “fun..”
my mom and dad think I’m getting better, tho I’m not… a few friends help me. tho some don’t… they say they care about me yet they treat me like shit… i wouldn’t mind if they were nice to me when I’m going threw this Â or helped me….
i cry a lot…. i dream a lot… mostly nightmares.. and i hate it!
i know i need help. but i also can’t do this alone…