My friend is mean. Summer school started yesterday and she's not going smh... My dad saw my hand and didn't really care, I told him I scratched my hand but not for harming myself, just that my hand itched. My mom just saw it, she fucking always thinks its easer burns. fuck no bitch, they aren't. Here's another thing, she never believes me when it's something serious. Yes I fucking hate myself. Yes I fucking harm myself.
She tells me to stop scaring my body, too fucking late. She had a chance of doing something about me.
That damn letter! My brother has even seen me have anxiety and panic attacks. But, shit, you don't believe me. Im almost 13, okay? I swear a lot more in person.
So, yes, Im a teenage girl who's hormones are crazy as fuck, and going through a lot of shit, school and everything. Yes, I have daddy issues, yes I have family problems.
I'm a girl who's very insecure, I hate my body, so I don't eat.
Yes, call it a fucking phase I'm going through. Because I know my family problems are going to go away soon, but my siblings, my father, my issues, they don't go away over night.
