I've had times where things just escalated to the point to where I just wanted...everything to end. I've always thought that if I left, no one would really notice or care. I think that the only reason I haven't tried to do it is because I want my baby cousin to know me and I want to be an influence on her life and be there for her, and how she would never know me if I left while she's still too young to know me. And, I feel like that I haven't fulfilled my "goal" in ife yet. I don't believe in a God or anything, but I do believe in karma and that everything happens for a reason, and we all have a purpose in life.
Cutting....I've done it, but not drasticly. I've purposely cut myself while shaving a perfectly smooth leg just to let some of the pain/anger/hate out. I started cutting when my mom didn't beleive me when I came out as bi, or when I came out to her and dad, she was never...accepting I guess you would say to it. She tried to use the excuse "I'm to young to know what I want" and blaming it on others. When I'm with dad, I can bitch and just let it all out and not resort to cutting. I've never done it in a place easily visibe like my arms, but since I don't where shorts, I usually do it on my legs and underarms.
Sorry, I made everyone read this eyesore! get a little carried away sometimes.
