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I have PTSD from childhood trauma, Depression, anxiety, and many more mental conflicts we're still trying to get through. These are rants about my family, the ones who are supposed to be there no matter what and protect me from mental turmoil, yet are the ones that caused it. They're narcissistic and act like they care, and maybe they do, but never more than they care about themselves. I hate it. I hate how angry it makes me, and since I don't have anyone who I feel safe enough to rant to, I'm doing it on here. Some of these may seem a little poetic.
Read if you want, just beware of my terrible comma placements. I didn't pay attention when that was taught, and they haven't gone over it in school since so I'm stuck like this until I get motivation to google it or something.