Just the other day, I felt so happy. Even though there’s a lot of shit going on, I looked passed it and was happy. 

But right now…all I can do is cry. 

I want my dad back. 

I hate the fact that I hate him. 

I haven’t spoken to him since September 6th. 

We used to hangout at least 3 times a week.

Right now, in this moment, all I can feel is hurt. 

So god damn hurt.

I can’t take this right now. 

I have the urge so bad to cut again. 

and again, and again, and again.

But I absolutely HATE the scars. 

Its so embarrassing. 

I just want things to be like they were when I was 4. 

We were all happy. Living together. 

A family. 

We’re so broken now. 

My heart is so broken now.