I used to try to write out my trauma in a chronological order to make it easier for my readers, but fuck it. I'll write about what bothers me now. I've learned my issues have always been trying to please and make things easier for other people instead of doing what I want. As sad as it is to have almost been 30 when I learned to say no and do ( Read more... )

"...this house is more of a lodging building than a home" I couldn't agree with you more, mother. When I come home to this house every night from school, I never quite feel like it is a home; and I think it is because of the people that belong in the house. First, there's father. He pretty much leaves me alone. Mother thinks she is still a ( Read more... )