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It Just Never Gets Easier..

by The Girl Who Waited 7/4/2013

written by The Girl Who Waited

Not Exactly Sure How To Start These. I’m Just Gonna Wing It.

From The Time I Was In Kindergarden I Was Bullied. Pushed Around, Bothered. No One Really Ever Left Me Alone. It Wasn’t Until 4th Grade It Started Getting Bad. I Started Getting In Trouble In School, I Owed 6,000 Hours Of Community Service By The Time I Had Finished 5th Grade. The Beginning Of 6th My Life Started Going Downhill Fast, My Parents Got Divorced, Week To Week With Mom And Dad. I Was Severely Unwanted At My Dad’s House. My Aunt Lived Next Door And My Uncle Lived Across The Street, I Couldn’t […]

7/4/2013 4 comments

Can’t do it anymore

by torngirl00742 7/6/2012

written by torngirl00742

I can’t do it anymore I’m only 14 a girl can only take so much I wish the last time I tried killing myself worked I have noone to talk to so here I am and still people won’t probly care sadly being raped by your father and friend for years and finally getting away and now your stepdad is a creep also is hard for me I try to be a good person and help a lot of people but I have no one but my boyfriend that’s not enough for me I miss my sisters I can’t see them because my family on […]

7/6/2012 3 comments

Why I feel the way I feel?

by N8V3 2/8/2012

written by N8V3

I feel the way I feel because I feel nobody loves me butt it I probably not true at all I just now made this because I have to tell Simone guess how old I am? Ian only 13 and my parents are probably going to break up it I manly because of all of the stress going on in all of our family like from my dads side of the family everyone one of his sisters just broke up with each other so there children are staying with us and they just cry and cry and cry one is 13 months old he crys […]

2/8/2012 1 comment

Guilt

by dreyaFR 6/26/2009

written by dreyaFR

I think it started when I was a lot younger than I am now. I now realize that in the past I fed off of guilt. Somehow, I liked the feeling of making people feel guilty, making them feel regret. And I was that way because I was sick and tired of myself being a magnet for those emotions. Maybe then, I wanted people to feel what I felt. Every little event that happened to me always started to build up through the days into something big, and I would always just look at the things I had done, and just say ‘Man, my life […]

6/26/2009 1 comment