I feel worthless, like nothing ever matters, what's my point of being in the world if im just treated like a mistake.
Why must all my flaws that were a one time thing be brought up every single time you get a chance.
Am I that stupid and worthless for you to threaten me every single day, telling me to get out, saying you'll put me out and abandon me, making me sleep outside like a dog, burning me with hot water.
Why are you so mean, why.
Its bad enough loosing your mom, but its worse having the one person who is supposed to love you the most, hate you the most, then having no one left to talk to, because she ran them all off.
I have no one left, im broken, until my final breath, im stuck in this living hell.
(Thats a bit on my life, my reasons, if you need to, talk to someone, maybe a best friend, a parent, school councilor, who knows, just talk, I know someones here for you, even if we dont believe so.)
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Every scar tells a story
Non-FictionThis is my story, the quotes, the songs, the storys, all around depression. Like the titles says, every scar tells a story, its your choice to tell it or not. If you want to share your story, do it, im not stopping you. If you want my help, contact...
