Breaking Points

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This is a saying or poem. I don't really know what to call these. Tbh.

So it's called Breaking Points

I wrote it on August 18, 2013

I know i'm not perfect or anything, but im tired of being pushed around, teased, or made fun of. I love the people I call family, but going to a house where i can't do a damn thing right is just pointless. I've considered suicide more than once, and i'm thinking about it now. Cutting sounds better, but i promised, and i broke it. There is only so much i can handle mentally, physically, emotionally, and right now I'm getting to that breaking point, where i just NEED to get away gor awhile. That breaking point is so bad that one shut the fuck up will and has made me cry. I hate feeling like this, not only because it hurts me but also the people i want around me. And eventually I'll hurt someone because i dont know when to stop dwelling. Which in turn ruins my relationships, not just with myself but everyone i care about.

This is about me going to my dad's. Cuz my parents are divorced. At some point in November i finally told my dad that i had had enough. A few weeks prior to me telling him that he had gotten so mad at me he drug me down some stairs by the front of.my winter coat. And he spit in my face because of how loud he was yelling at me. He also put a hole in the wall that i was standing in front of. But he didn't leave any bruises.

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