Things I will never say

Things I will never say

I hate being my parents golden girl

I don’t like my friends

My mom wants me to be her bestfriend, not her daughter

I need to control things

I constantly feel alone

I feel used after I mess around with boys

Sometimes I starve myself

I fear I will die and my parents won’t know how much I love them

I feel like my parents forgot about me

I won’t ever forgive myself for not knowing family members who’ve died

I am too scared to drive because all I think about is my dad yelling at me and calling me stupid

I still haven’t forgiven my father for his alcoholism

I hate my brother sometimes for fucking up

I am scared I will become like them when I drink

I act more drunk than I am so I can watch other people make fools of themselves

I am terrified of being weak

I was incredibly in love with my last boyfriend and never showed it

I’m so scared

I need better friends

I still don’t understand my father’s anger

I cry more than my “weaker” friends

Everyone thinks I’m okay…I’m not

Sometimes I just need to cry

I am not ready for sex but I act slutty so people will notice me

I know the real reason why my dog died

I want to stop thinking

I am too scared to become something

I picture myself dying all the time

I get excited to go to therapy

I hate people who love me

I am tired of trying to fix people

I hate that my dad buys my love instead of saying sorry

The thought of being loved scares me

I need my mom to hug me more

I am obsessed with my weight

I love him and he treats me like shit

I am terrified of being happy

I hate my writing

I act stupid so people love me

My brother’s girlfriend will take him away from me

I am breaking down but I still try to fix others

I want to fail and have it be okay

My dad called my mom a stupid bitch once, and I just sat there and stayed silent

I’m tired of being quiet

I look back at old family pictures and don’t remember being that loved

I hate being so angry

I want to yell at my dad so he knows what it feels like

My brother owes me an apology

I don’t want my tears to be questioned

I still hope to god my Teddy Bear is really listening because hes the only one I can talk to

I’m terrified of growing up