I get so angry over the littlest things. Tonight my mom accidentally threw my straw away so I went off. I was so scared of physically hurting myself or herself that I told her to call the cops on me. I didn’t know what to do. She said she wouldn’t call and that just made me angrier. I feel guilty after doing this, but no one can understand that I want help. Every time I reach out for help I’m turned away.
I’m hurting so bad. I don’t know how to express this pain so I mostly keep it to myself. I bury myself in extracurriculars and school work to keep from having to make plans with my friends. I break down in private a lot. I hint to my mom that I need help. I think she knows that I need help, but I also think that she is just too embarrassed to take me somewhere to get help. I constantly blame this feeling on missing this guy, but deep down I know that it’s more than just that. I’ve tried turning to God for help […]