My dad said "go to sleep girls" and I tried to correct him but I couldn't and he wouldn't leave my room or stop making noise and then when he did I just broke down.
Legit thinking of it rn is making me cry.
I'm doing so bad right now and no body really cares and it's actually getting to the point where I want to kill myself.
YOU ARE READING
I'm trans and problematic
RandomThis is my second journal about being trans. Don't even both reading. I'll probably be dead in a week or two anyways. *trigger warning for the first few chapters*
