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starya
Moving drama. Which involved the second worst breakdown ever. Mum threatened to kick me out with my father. Me screaming at my father that I've been depressed for a long time and blaming everyone for not picking up on it. The excuse for not realizing that I was depressed was that I hid it alot better then my brother. Argh. I asked him if I should cut my wrists. Then I told him I never would because thats stupid.
I'm so sick of all this fucking drama.
Mum is still not home but I refuse to fight her again. I am taking my little sister to Harry Potter Night and then going to D&D.
Back to packing.
staryaMoving drama. Which involved the second worst breakdown ever. Mum threatened to kick me out with my father. Me screaming at my father that I've been depressed for a long time and blaming everyone for not picking up on it. The excuse for not realizing that I was depressed was that I hid it alot better then my brother. Argh. I asked him if I should cut my wrists. Then I told him I never would because thats stupid.
I'm so sick of all this fucking drama.
Mum is still not home but I refuse to fight her again. I am taking my little sister to Harry Potter Night and then going to D&D.
Back to packing.