My mother is terrible to me and I have no social life where I am. I am basically raising my younger sister and my mom doesn’t give two shits about me. I want to die, but I don’t want my sister to have post tramatic stress disorder. I want to die so bad. I hate everything. It has come to the point where sometime I haven’t eaten for weeks at a time. I need death. I would indulge myself with death before someone could care.