this week was by far the worst. my dad went to Darwin for the week for work and my sister and I were fighting non stop but of course every fight was my fault. my mum always blames it on me and gives me punishments but not to my sister! my sister has this way of making it my fault all the time, like even though im stopping her from doing a bad thing I get in trouble. on Wednesday night my mum was driving me to ipsha for our musical and I got angry because we were really late and she wouldn’t drop me off because it was the city and she called me a revolting brat who she hated every inch of which tore me up inside and out.  when my dad came home it was fine until he found out that I ripped up my brothers year book which he was furious about calling be disgusting saying he liked reading it and that he payed money for it and then he was screaming at me because I forget what I changed my brothers iPhone passcode to, to stop my sister messing around on it. but it was all to hard to take and I cut my arm so much and now it looks horrible and I will have to cover it up with big bandages especially for our big musical production.
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Doesn’t sound like you live in a very good home hun.
Might I suggest hanging out with people who treat you well and love you such as your friends and such?
You can always email me if you’re looking for someone to talk to, brl.cents@gmail.com
And I will also suggest, when you can move out of your house, go as far away as possible.
As for cutting, you are beautiful, why hurt yourself?