i am fifteen and am home by myself most of the time. my little brother is the happiest kid i know. my mom acts like a teenager and goes out all the time, leaving me and my brother home alone. and well, my dad is dead. lately ive been the most unhappy person you could probably ever meet in your life. ever. i am always having to hide how i feel. i wish i could tell my mom that i smoke weed to make myself feel better and to escape reality. but even weed hasn’t been helping my problems lately. i am alone. my friends dont […]