I don’t know if I should sit here and cry or if I should scream in anger? I’m depressed and have anger issues. My mom says it’s a sin to kill youself and my dad can’t even look at me without staring down at my wrists. I’ve lost many yet so few. I guess because they meant something to me. I carved a heart in my arm one night when I was at my cousin’s. No one noticed, no one cared. Everytime it makes me think back to when I was little. I was just a little daddy’s girl. I didn’t mess up […]
