Ten

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A week had past and any sort of joyful emotion I felt a week ago was gone.

I almost got fired from my job twice because of something I didn't do.

My mother called me drunk asking for more money and when I refused she threw every insult possible at me.

My father overdosed and was hospitalized yesterday afternoon and expects me, a broke grocery store employee, to pay the hospital bill.


And all the blame was pinned on me. A 22 year old women that lives alone and considers suicide almost every single day.

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