*This is more of a rant about my life then anything*
*Note: It is a rant of my parents basically. I am gender fluid and pansexual. This is important to remember*
I hate myself this very minute. I didn't take my depression meds this morning. I knew I couldn't rely on dad because of the way he acts, but I thought I could trust you. I was counting on you. You broke my heart, mom. I thought I could trust you. I thought you would accept me. I can't believe I thought I could come out to you. I was actually that stupid.
Now I'm hurt. I'm crying. You'll never understand what you just did to me. Why would you anyway? It's your job as a parent to love you accept your child NO MATTER WHAT. I'm just broken more.
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What It's Like In My Mind
Historia CortaA collection of poems/stories I wrote of what it's like in my mind. It may not be for everyone, it includes mentions of suicide, swearing, and mentions of my trauma.
