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Small Vent.

Trigger warning: home issues, suicidal thoughts, intrusive thoughts

You ever just feel like you're not good enough? Yeah. A lot of the time. Most times my days blend together and I can't really distinguish one from the other. It's getting harder. I'm sorry for not updating as much. My mental health hasn't been the best here recently, plus, I'm starting to loose motivation, for everything really. My head keeps telling me I'm not good enough and I should try harder. I hate my body. I hate my personality. I hate my soul. I hate my heart. I hate everything about me. I mean yeah, for the most part I have a pretty good life at home. My family supported me when I came out as gay. They still do of course. I just wish they could support me in other things too. I expressed that I wanted to be a youtuber and streamer. My brother looked disgusted and told me he was disappointed. My dad basically told me that it was a stupid fucking idea. They consistently tell me I need to suck it up. I'm fine. My brother told me he would want to disown me if I was a furry. Which I think I am. My mom isn't even believing me anymore. She told me she doesn't like the person I'm becoming. I can't stay silent anymore. I need someone to talk to. There are days it's worse. My mood has been terrible here lately. There are times I genuinely don't want to live. And the only reason I haven't fucking K1ll3d myself is because I'm too much of a fucking coward. I don't want too die. There's so much I haven't done. So much I haven't experienced. I started dating at an early age because I wanted to search for the good, the love in people. I never wanted to see the bad. My biggest dream is to make people happy. I look up to flamingo. He's my favorite youtuber. There's times where, when nothing else got me going, he did. Even if I don't have a lot of subscribers, or I don't ever get sponsored, or make money off my content. If I can make that one person's day just a little bit better. That makes my day better. And they just stomped it out. They told me it was stupid. And that I needed to get a real job. Because streaming and posting videos on youtube wasn't good enough. I feel like I'm standing on thin ice. I feel like the ice could break at any moment. I know when I fall through into the water, There's no coming back. I know that, once I'm in the water, I can scream and pound on the ice all I want but, nobody will ever hear. Nobody will ever break the ice to save me. I feel like no matter how much I scream, no matter how much I cry. Nobody will save me. Nobody will help. I don't wanna feel like this anymore. I wanna be able to express myself without being told I look terrible, or that I look like a hooker because my dress is too short. My shoes are too high. My hair is too messy. I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE! i want help. I need help. They aren't abusive, I just. I need help. I have an active imagination because I need to escape. I jump around in my room, I get immersed in fandoms. I need to escape, I need to pretend I'm in those worlds or that I'm in their universes so I don't have to deal with my own life. I'm sorry if I don;t post often, I'm sorry if my stories are cringe worthy or they just aren't good. But yu have to understand that I'm a human and sometimes these fandoms are my only escape. Somtimes I don't have anywhere else to turn. I hope you can understand if I don't update anymore. Right now I'm not quite sure what I'm gonna do. All I know is I need someone to talk too. Thanks for reading anyway. 

-Annabelle