this message may be offensive
Trigger warning and vent.
Dead Name: Jessica, Jess, Jessie.
My mom calls me them and not by my preferred name.
"You can change your name when you're eighteen but your name is Jessica, not Luna." My mother says. "Tell others you like to be called Luna, but your name is Jessica." She says. It hurts but i hide it when i'm with others.
"She doesn't know what she is. Shes never kissed a boy or a girl. Shes straight, not who she says she is." She tells others. They believe her. Yes I've never kissed a male nor a female. But just because I've never kissed them doesn't mean i don't love them more than friends or family.
I self harm, and i admit to my doings. I feel relief and happiness when i do it. I find other ways but they don't help. Going to counselling doesn't help. I have dreamed of Comitting suicide. I think of so many ways to do it. My least favorite phrase in the world is "suicide is a permanent problem to a temporary solution". What part of our constant fights with ourselves seem temporary to you to speak such foolish words. Some fight for long but others not so much. When one dies, we stand and salute because we know what its like. My problems are belittled, though i cry myself to sleep. Im constantly hurting but tell nobody since they're not real problems. My parents tell me to stop self harming, but do i do it? No. No i don't. Do i care what happens to my body. No i don't. I merely shrug when my mother asks. "But i care, it reflects on me!" My mother says.
"Don't go advertise you're gay" "Stop picking, it reflects on my reputation" She says, caring about how good of a person she looks to people. Selfish. "Don't cuss." Shes cussing all the fucking time. Shes telling me not to do it because of her reputation.
Also, Aaron, if you're reading this.. Please don't get with me again for my happiness again, i felt used and hurt more when you did that.