I love how my parents remind me of how much a failure I am, when I do one thing wrong, or forget one thing, it's "stupid, I can't believe you" blah blah shit.
I wonder how they would feel if I came out, maybe worse?
When they found out about my self harming they were pissed, and automatically got me a therapist in thoughts that it will help me. It barely did, the woman just kept on talking about me cutting and me lying and shit. no help.
it honestly barely hurts anymore, to have them say such things, or hit me when I'm having an off day, and don't help me after.
I'm so fucking done with this shit, I'm going to bed.
bye
-Yavanna
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