It isn’t my intention to hurt anyone, and I apologize in the case that I actually do. Let’s just face it, I’m not cut out for living. I can’t do things right, I’m useless to my parents, I’m only someone to make fun of, and I’m just hated by a lot of people.
My mom, Kathy, she constantly makes remarks proving just how useless I am. For example, we would walk into the Air Force Academy Clothing Sales store, she would see those stupid “My daughter goes to the Air Force Academy†bumper stickers, and she would make the comment: “I wish I could put that […]
 Memories are something where you can not escape. Haunt you day and night. They make you relive every pain they caused. They dont let you sleep, eat, think. You feel like they are stabbing you again and again until you can not breathe. Tears run down your cheeks. Makes you do crazy things where eventually you will find out that it was not your intention of doing them. And so it will continue for the rest of your days. Waiting for the day that someone will save you. And avoid falling again.