Being me.
Do you ever feel like the world turns black where you walk? That's how I feel. I don't think I'm a bad person, but I have a knack for puting people, especially the one I love most, in really bad moods. It seems like my presence ruins his day. My voice destroys his happiness. And I don't know why.
I always think that he's the person I can turn to when everything is going wrong: when I'm miserable. But he crushes me when I try to turn to him for help. He yells at me, calls me childish, and tells me that by saying the words "I'm depressed" or anything similar, I'm just trying to start a fight. If I cry, he gets angry. If I have an unhappy look on my face, he yells.
I want to be the person who brightens his day and puts a smile on his face. But I take the smiles away. I ruin everything just by being me.
I always think that he's the person I can turn to when everything is going wrong: when I'm miserable. But he crushes me when I try to turn to him for help. He yells at me, calls me childish, and tells me that by saying the words "I'm depressed" or anything similar, I'm just trying to start a fight. If I cry, he gets angry. If I have an unhappy look on my face, he yells.
I want to be the person who brightens his day and puts a smile on his face. But I take the smiles away. I ruin everything just by being me.