they're fighting again, surprise, surprise. i hate this, i can't do anything right. i breathe and he yells at me. i've wanted to cry for hours now. i hate being home, i can't be around him anymore. my mom and i are so upset, even the littlest, stupidest things set him off.
i need someone to talk to. this isn't enough, i need a real person. keeping it all bottled up is starting to get to me. the last time this happened, i began cutting. and he was the cause of it the last time, what a surprise. and i'm about to again. i haven't done it for 2 years, and i feel like i need to right now.
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