Father

I don’t know when my father will ever look me in the eyes or even look at me. He’s always breaking, throwing, and verbally abusing me at the point where I decided to tie a noose and wrap it around my neck in my basement. I was scared of how it might feel and if it would’ve hurt, but you can already guess what I did… as I’m hanging and swinging around I couldn’t help and notice the pressure building up on my face. I felt as if my face was burning and ripping apart and my ears felt as if they were being pulled by bulls. It kept on hurting until I stopped it. I couldn’t do it….. I wanted to die