That’s almost what I did today. I barely stopped myself. I was just overwhelmed. My mom yelled at me, my brother treated me badly, I’ve been depressed for weeks now (constantly). I’ve lost almost all my friends. I’m being forced to face my day (by my mother) when I can’t even get up.
And I face the monster in front of me everyday: my past.
Many tell me: what you did meant nothing. It’s the past. My pain meant nothing? The fact I gave away something I can’t get back is nothing? It being in the past doesn’t change anything.
So today I’m running. Away from everything. I’m not looking back. I’m clearing my head and going to make it through another day. Even if it depresses me. (I’m not literally running away)
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I used to have a bag packed in my closet ready to go from the age of 10! Crazy I hated my family so much, finally at 16 I got away and moved in with my uncle! Best thing I ever did, broke my mothers heart! But he helped me to become somebody !! Dont be afraid to leave but go somewhere safe, you have to do whats best for yourself! Every body makes mistakes, forgive yourself, learn from it, and move on with your life!!!!