Okay, let me state the obvious. I am a screw up. Can’t get any simpler than that. So tonight, when my dad asked what I wanted for dinner I said, “What does it matter? You’ll make what you want. We always have the same thing.” His response? “DAMMIT ALEXIS, WHY DON’T YOU GO SHOPPING WITH NO MONEY AND SEE WHAT YOU CAN GET!” I said nothing and fell back into staring at Facebook. My dad yells at me so fucking much, and I hate it. He knows I hate it. I guess some people can never changed…just like some people aren’t trustworthy.
All of my life I was happy. Everything was perfect. Oh sure, people thought I was stupid and weird, but as a kid it never phased me. When I turned twelve, I realized things were changing. Still, I didn’t let it bother me. When I turned 13 my life fell apart. Everything was wrong. I started cutting myself, but I never bled. I was too scared to let it get that far. I was okay for a while. Now I’m 14 and have thought about suicide constantly. I never thought about until recently though. The only person I trusted, I teacher, told me to stop […]