I’m going to cry my eyes out. Let all of my problems rise to the surface and scream into my pillow.
My mom, the woman who made me feel like a worthless piece of shit and covered up someone abusing me, is now telling my church and friends that i “ran away” so she can find me amd drag me back because she wants money.
My father, the man who used to get drun and beat me, then finally sobered up and became someone i truely love and trust, nearly died, and currently has tubes stuck in his chest along with a bunch of other shit.
My boyfriend, the one who saved my life and actually gives a shit is too far away to make me feel like shits gonna be okay.
So im sorry if im fucking cranky.
But lets put it this way. I win.
And now ita time to hold my fucking stuffed koala bear since my mom demanded my childhood teddybear be returned to her. Fuck everyone.