A Rant or Cry of Sorts

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"you'll will never succeed" is the worst thing you could ever hear. It degrades, makes you feel worse about your abilities, and makes you feel like others don't believe in you. There are some who say things to people like they won't succeed out of anger and speaking their inner thoughts. The person receiving this insult is normally already broken and weak. Why make them hurt more? And worse! When that same person goes and asks why do you feel so low about yourself? Why aren't you trying hard? And then that's when you get angry. Why should I listen to you when you degraded me? And then they wonder why you don't go to them for help. Are you kidding me?! I think some people ( and when I say some, I mean a lot of people) need to reevaluate everything they've said to people and carefully chose their words. Hatred is strong. And it hurts when you're told you can't do something because your incapable of it is a pain so deep inside it hurts worse than a flesh wound. It also stays forever. There's always forgiveness, but never forgetting. No I can't forget those things said to me. It breaks me apart, and they don't understand it. I fall apart at night, and they think I don't care. Just because people seem strong doesn't mean they're invincible. Things do hurt worse than you can imagine. Words cut deeper than a knife ever will. Home should be the place to hide and be safe. It's sad when you have to run to school to escape. And they wonder why I stay in my room and can't wait to get away. How could I want to be around someone who burns me down and makes me feel worthless? Ive contemplated suicide a few times when I was younger, but didn't because of my brother and sister and friends. I couldn't do that to them when they helped me when I cried or got yelled at. I couldn't be weak. I had to be around to save them. I didn't want them to feel like me. I wanted them to grow up happy and carefree. But I have failed. I feel like I can't succeed. It gets to me. I want to die somedays. I just wish I had a different family someways. And its so hard when they love you and care for you one day and act like they hate you the next. Like they wish you were never born. Why?

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⏰ Last updated: Nov 20, 2012 ⏰

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