The world seems to hate me nowadays. My mom andd dad were divorced when I was five and and then my world turned upside down when my lazy ass stepmom moved in. I had to learn how to take care of myself and my brother with no help, and now I’m 15 and have had to be in the hospital three times already. It’s not like I want to cut, but no matter how hard I try, I alway end up hidden behind long sleeves as bandages on my wrists. I cut myself a few minutes ago, and I’m really thinking about ending it. It all sucks. I don’t want to suffer any ore, and to me, it’s not worth it anymore.
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Hey lovely! I know that ending it seems worthy but honestly you have a purpose in this world. I am so proud of you for being able to take care of yourself and your brother. You are such a good sibling! I know it’s tough but you will get through this love! If you ever need to chat or contact me, my instagram is t33nhood and same with my kik! Stay strong!
Just by learning/having to take care of yourself, you are probably stronger than a good percentage of the population. I know, I know, doesn’t mean anything. But, I think you are probably stronger than most people I meet randomly on the street. This life is yours. It’s not your dad’s, or your stepmoms. They have their own. This, Today, Tomorrow, yours. Ignore them. Don’t think about the hospital or long sleeves. Just be you. Live for you. Die for you. No one else.