I'm breaking....
I hate it here. My home, the house I grew up in. The family that seems to be ripping me apart piece by ruthless piece.
I cleaned the WHOLE house today. No, not just wiping down the counters and vacumming. I cleaned from corner to corner. Every wall, the ceiling, under the couchs. Everything.
I was in serious pain. Still am. I had an X ray done on my pelvis. I may have a fractured hip. Oh bloody joy.
And you know. No one. NO ONE even said 'Oh woah, nice job.' NO i didn't even get that. They ignored it...ignored me. Then asked me to carry stuff up two flights of stairs.
And I was like WTF NO I'm IN pain and then they notice me because I said.
I'm so stressed....I cry constantly.
I'm thinking about moving in with my cousins. At least I don't feel threatened. Or emotionally abused....or stressed.
And....my cousins offer me a famiily.. Something I've NEVER had here.
Its sad....when you friends that you've adopted as sisters and brothers tell you over the phone.
"Please....PLEASE, get out if you're feeling stressed. I don't want to get the call from your dad that you cut your wrists, and no one found you until it was too late."
I need human contact. I need help, and I need too get out of this house.
I've been listening to country a lot. I like Rascal Flatts a lot, and this song called A Different World.
I cleaned the WHOLE house today. No, not just wiping down the counters and vacumming. I cleaned from corner to corner. Every wall, the ceiling, under the couchs. Everything.
I was in serious pain. Still am. I had an X ray done on my pelvis. I may have a fractured hip. Oh bloody joy.
And you know. No one. NO ONE even said 'Oh woah, nice job.' NO i didn't even get that. They ignored it...ignored me. Then asked me to carry stuff up two flights of stairs.
And I was like WTF NO I'm IN pain and then they notice me because I said.
I'm so stressed....I cry constantly.
I'm thinking about moving in with my cousins. At least I don't feel threatened. Or emotionally abused....or stressed.
And....my cousins offer me a famiily.. Something I've NEVER had here.
Its sad....when you friends that you've adopted as sisters and brothers tell you over the phone.
"Please....PLEASE, get out if you're feeling stressed. I don't want to get the call from your dad that you cut your wrists, and no one found you until it was too late."
I need human contact. I need help, and I need too get out of this house.
I've been listening to country a lot. I like Rascal Flatts a lot, and this song called A Different World.