I´m tired. I don´t know where I´m heading. I´m scared of what will be. I scream at night so loud yet no one hears. I made the promise to stay strong but it´s exhausting… I don´t know how long I can take it.
My mom always told me that family is the only thing that will actually be there for you. My dad always told me that everybody lies about love. Some weeks ago my mom grabbed my arms and spoke gently : “Don´t expect love from us because you will never get it”.