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My mum once told me that she cared.
That she realised there was a problem... but she never really did anything about it.
She told me that its easier for me to get depressed with myself than angry at other people...
I ran away from a home that shared no love anymore when i had just turned 17 because i felt no place there, There was no happiness for me, only hurt and anger and depression.
Its two years later, i've lived in two different houses, with 6 different individiuals and i'm going back. The home i left has moved but the family is still the same.
I've been thinking that everything is going to be alright, but today my head has spun around with a whole onslaught of thoughts, and phone calls. Maybe my decision isn't going to work.
I guess i just have to keep thinking, its temporary. Its okay. or whatever.
It'll work out. Im not even nineteen yet for fucks sake.
Its funny how everything goes from being awesome to being fucking shit house in a couple of breaths.
That she realised there was a problem... but she never really did anything about it.
She told me that its easier for me to get depressed with myself than angry at other people...
I ran away from a home that shared no love anymore when i had just turned 17 because i felt no place there, There was no happiness for me, only hurt and anger and depression.
Its two years later, i've lived in two different houses, with 6 different individiuals and i'm going back. The home i left has moved but the family is still the same.
I've been thinking that everything is going to be alright, but today my head has spun around with a whole onslaught of thoughts, and phone calls. Maybe my decision isn't going to work.
I guess i just have to keep thinking, its temporary. Its okay. or whatever.
It'll work out. Im not even nineteen yet for fucks sake.
Its funny how everything goes from being awesome to being fucking shit house in a couple of breaths.