I wanted to die too, I cut myself from all the pain.

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I grew up in an abusive home, my father beat my Mother, beat my brother, and sexually abused me. Life growing up was HELL, full of fear daily. It all ended around 11 years old when parents divorced, thats another post for another time. So now I have a Mother , who doesn’t know how to be one really, and I am getting ready to hit puberty, no direction and no guidance from a Mother. So I am guided by myself and anyone else I am hanging with. Doesn’t go good! I would cut myself alot, I had so much pain in me I didn’t know how to handle it! Guys used me, and that caused more pain. I was just wanting something I never had, which is love, safety, and the right kind of guidance. If you can relate , talk to me! I tried suicide a few times also, have scars from that. Its not the answer, you think there is no way out, so dark and alone. I know the pain, I wrote alot of poetry, I will look for them and share. Feel free to talk, share if you want. I care! 

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