I have never felt so completely alone.
All this conflict around me is making me want to just run away. Or kill myself.
I can’t eat without feeling guilty. I can’t do anything without being yelled at. I can’t make plans without letting someone else down. When I scream, no one hears me. When I’m quiet, my parents yell at me to tell them what’s wrong, and when I do, all they can say is that I’m ungrateful, disrespectful, and don’t appreciate what I have. I can’t do anything without pain. I’m just so sad. And done.