I can’t think straight. This won’t be long. I’m abused, and while typing my hands are shaking. I don’t know where my life will go. My parents will arrive from their works later and my mini hell will begin. I need someone but I always find none. I don’t know where to go. They’re slowly killing me. Help. Help. Fuck. Damn. Darn. Help.
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Hi..
How old are you? if I might ask/
You wanna talk about how your parents are making your life so miserable? I’m here. What kind of help would you like?
I already seek help. Ironically, they help me seek help then after recovering, they’re dragging me down again. I’m a senior HS. They’re not the only ones, my parents are part of ‘it’. They’re four and right now, I can’t hold on. Wish me Luck.
Life can be really cruel sometimes, especially when home doesn’t even feel safe. If you could change something, what would it be?
All. Specially my self being born.
Okay, that’s fair, but not really realistic. What else would you change?
Thanks for reading this and all. I’ll be going. Thanks for your time at least you cared. Don’t bother replying in this because I won’t be around again, I’ll be finding my peace. Where everyone could not hurt me, where no one could see me. Wish me Luck on my decision… Maybe, just maybe, I’ll be doing it tonight.
In case you choose not to do it sweetheart I am here if you need someone to talk to. My email address is my screen name. My heart breaks for you. I wish there was something, anything I could do for you. Please don’t hesitate to reach out if you make it through tonight. I know it doesn’t count for much, but I love you.
Maybe you can report them if they abuse you? I should have done so too when I was a minor in their “care”, and now kick myself for not having done it. Or you can go to a shelter for young people and they will help you.