This Christmas I kinda wanted to die. I was forgotten by some family members and remembered by two. My family is becoming unstable again and I don't know what to do. They all just keep fighting and I get yelled at a lot. I now have the tendency to hold everything in and cry myself to sleep. I used to talk to my friends or tell them, what was happening and how I felt but, then they started to call me emo and say I talk about myself too much. The last counselor I had practically scarred me and I won't ever do counseling again because of her. I want to talk to my BF about what is going on but I don't want to worry him. That's kind of why I made this, then again I rarely have the ability to get on wattpad .
One of my teachers gave us a journal to write in and get our feelings out .....I don't fucking like it.. we get graded on it too. She says she won't read them when we show her but how the hell are we supposed to know! I don't trust teachers never have never will. I get they are people too but, like many people they run their mouths about work and others around them. If I write I'm suicidal what's stopping them from branding me crazy? Maybe I'll just draw a whole bunch of gore and get my god damn message across that way. I don't fucking know teachers are finding more and more ways to weasel into our business.
