Everyday I wake up and wish that I hadn’t. I’ve felt this way since I was at least 15, I am now 27. I’m on anti depressants, but they don’t seem to help much. My family ignores more. My mother belittles everyone in our house and I often wonder how my father has stayed with her all these years. I’m scared that I will slowly turn into her and that thought is always with me. What if I wake up one day and am as mean and as hypocritical as her. It seems like everything I do is […]