I hear so many people talk about how...

I hear so many people talk about

how much they hate their parents. Well,

at least their parents loved them. At least they care

enough about them to try

and get them help, so that MAYBE

they can feel a bit better.

The injuries I came in here with

didn’t come from me.

They came from my dad.

This one,

this one,

and that one too.

While my mom wasn’t sitting back

and watching it happen, she always talked to me

about how I’m a waste of air, and how she wished

she had just aborted me.

So eventually, I decided to run away from home.

I had to escape. I was worried

that I was gonna die if I stayed in there

any longer. I lived on the streets

with no money or no food, and eventually,

after days of starving, I had no other choice:

I decided to go into the police station. They took me

to the hospital, and while I was there, they sent

a therapist in to talk to me. I told her everything,

and she just sent me here after that.

Now I’m just...

Y’know, actually...that’s all I really feel comfortable

sharing for now.

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