My heart is literally broken.
Why does family have to give me such a hard time?
Why do I always have to cry?
And how does anything ever even become my fault?
Eff that.
At this time, I can only pray.
I don't feel comfortable crying in front of anyone I realized, even though I have done it, cause I fee as if, wether or not people admit it, they do judge to some extent. And I don't need anyone's pity.
I'm tired and sad, that's it, story of my life haha.
When will things start to look up, I have no idea.
But I have hope that they will someday down the road.