Father’s day

I have very little good to say about him. His past actions make me want to cease existing more often than not.

Everywhere I look, people are singing the praises of their father. I can’t sleep. As usual. My stomach is in so much pain. I’m trying to not cut but why bother? I’m so alone with everything. Peer counseling is done and I am back to not being able to afford support. I wish I could give up without hurting anyone…

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