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I don't know what it wrong with my family.
My father called me and asked me if I'm on drugs.
I feel like I am 15 again....and they blame all their problems on me, make me out to be the "crazy, bad" one.
I have never been happier in my life-fuck that, i have never been happy in my life until now, things are finally going well for me-lots of things,
and some how they manage to drag me down again.
It's everytime.
Everytime I am trying so hard to be good, all they do is this.
Being five states away is not enough.
i don't even want to post this on private...i've had enough, and I'm sick of hiding.
My father called me and asked me if I'm on drugs.
I feel like I am 15 again....and they blame all their problems on me, make me out to be the "crazy, bad" one.
I have never been happier in my life-fuck that, i have never been happy in my life until now, things are finally going well for me-lots of things,
and some how they manage to drag me down again.
It's everytime.
Everytime I am trying so hard to be good, all they do is this.
Being five states away is not enough.
i don't even want to post this on private...i've had enough, and I'm sick of hiding.