Ever since you entered middle school you were an outcast.What made it worse is that you hate crowds or people in general.Life outside of your home was heaven compared to have to stay home.Your parents fought all of the time and your dad used you as a punching bag when things didn't go his way.You would starve yourself for weeks sitting in your room staring at the red spot on the carpet that never seemed to fade.
You thought that once you turned 17 your parents would start to back off.Like that would ever happen.you stared in the mirror,sitting on the floor of your room thinking.Not about anything specific just life in general.
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^what you are wearing ⚠️(skipped now if sh is a trigger for you)
It was 3 am and you already had your clothes on for school.This happened quite often so it was normal at this point.You would wake up from nightmares of past trauma crying.You would self harm until the tears stopped rolling down your face.The thoughts of what today was going to be like passed your mind before falling back to sleep on your bedroom floor.
