My mother is terrible to me and I have no social life where I am. I am basically raising my younger sister and my mom doesn’t give two shits about me. I want to die, but I don’t want my sister to have post tramatic stress disorder. I want to die so bad. I hate everything. It has come to the point where sometime I haven’t eaten for weeks at a time. I need death. I would indulge myself with death before someone could care.
Post Tramatic Stress
I’ve suffered from post tramatic stress disorder for the past 13 years of my life. And only 2 of those years, I’ve acually been getting some suport through councelers and meds. I’m 19 and I live with my only friend in the world. I have no family and no other friends to support me. I’m broke, job-less and running out of time. For the past month, I have been applying and dropping off resumes everyplace close by, and still I am waiting. I owe my friend and his brother $325.00 for rent and bus pass money. If I don’t get a job soon, I’ll be […]