It's amazing that I can forget that my mom is an evil sociopath for days at a time until she sticks the knife in again. I don't really understand why she does it. I guess hurting others makes some people feel better. It's so unhealthy staying here wanting to die and being abused by this person but I'm tired and have nowhere to go. I thought I should try reaching out to someone so I tried my sister. She went invisible as soon as I messaged her, of course. People are pretty awful. I wonder how bad it can all get. How long will this all go on? Only God knows. God is good, all the time. I wish I were dead.
