I broke down in the nurses office today, I was in so much pain but I didn't want to be considered a baby. Non of those nurses really know the pain I was in. I know they thought I was being dramatic but I wasn't, I genuinely wanted to die. I also threw up but I didn't want my mom to leave work and lose money I also don't think they were gonna let me go home.
Other than me dying in the morning my day was good but for the past 5 minutes I've been crying. No reason either I just started crying. I started thinking about things that don't really matter.
What am I gonna do when my pets die?
Why can't I change?
I don't really like myself anymore. I've been told so many different things about how people view me and I don't like it. I want to change it.
But other than that I had a good day.
YOU ARE READING
Maggots are eating at my brain
Acakidk it's a part 2 to my "A fucked up home" story
