I'm going fucking insane.
I swear any more time with this shitty family I will hang myself.
I have a fucking eating disorder which causes me to over eat and I keep getting fucking blamed for it.
I'm looking at the scars on my wrist and I feel so fucking ready to just overdose or to bleed out.
The only things that make me happy now is Wattpad, Music and my boyfriend Anthony.
I just cover my tears with a smile and act happy and energetic, but I'm not. I don't spill my emotions like this to anybody but I need to right now.
I need help. I need to stop crying and suck it up. That's what they all say. I can't just stop crying. I can't just suck it up and let it pass me by.
Someone please save me.
