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The necklace

I have this necklace. I’ve had it sence 3rd grade and I never take it off. It’s a half of a heart on a black string that says half of ‘best friend’. It’s very important to me. It’s broken countless times on the string and I’ve tied it back together, half of the heart fell off and it’s chewed up from my anxity and it looks so old. Yet I love it more than I can express. My dad has the other side, though it’s been 5 years sense the last time I’ve seen him wear it. ~Anon

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 ♡ You will become stronger ♡

Things to remember: - There are so many reasons to live and things to look forward to. - If your mind is foggy and distracted, write everything down somewhere. Empty your thoughts and listen to some music. - Even if no one sees your art, writing or creations, don’t stop creating them. - Most of the things you’re scared about will never happen. - Try not to look at anyone else, just do your best. - Be kind to yourself. Make yourself a mug cake or your favorite tea, or do something you’ve been meaning to do for a while. - Don’t give up on your goals - remember why you started. - It’s okay, you still have lots of time. - Whatever you’re going through, it’s only temporary. - You’ve been through worse things. You can get through this. - Tomorrow will be a new beginning. - You will be okay, even if it may not seem like it right now.

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Mon, December 5th - 18:13

It hurts you know.  Those aren’t words you’re meant to hear coming from your mother. 

“I’m tired.  I’m giving up.”

Knowing she is talking about giving up on her family.

“It’s the same thing over and over.  I’m not doing anything with my life and I can’t stand it.”

It’s to much for her.  She can’t handle taking me to school anymore.  She can’t handle any of this.  I’m putting to much on her back right now.

“I’m the same way mom, I can’t even shower without thinking about hurting myself.”

My sister is not allowed to think like that.  She’s C.R.M.  shes not allowed.

Her poor son isn’t happy anymore.  He’s only 9 and he’s so depressed. 

My dad is being over worked.  I know he’s thinking about leaving.  We’ve talked it through.  He misses his old house, I can’t say I don’t agree.

My sisters life is falling apart.  She’s been crying every night.  She’s been struggling to keep going.

it sounds bad right now but it was just as bad 3 months ago before any of these problems.  Every time we fix our problems more ones come around.

I’m so tired of everything.  I’ve hurt myself again.  I never really stopped but I went awhile without the thought of a blade and when it came back to mind I always found a way to stop myself.  Yet this time I didn’t.  I am getting so bad i’m cutting with everyone still awake because I’m dying for a release.

I’m having issues with food, but its okay.  So is everyone else in my house.  My sister hasn't eaten in a week other than half a sandwich.  shes so skinny she can fit into my jeans.  I think shes anorexic with the way she talks.  My mom says shes not hungry but she hasn’t eaten in three days.  for the last two days my sisters son hasn't touched any food and on his birthday Friday he would even touch his cake.  my dad is the only one eating and hes working so much he doesn't have time very often to even make himself food, so some nights he skips dinner.

My sister is angry.  She yells a lot and gets med to easily,  My mom does too.  I can tell my dad is done with it.  He gives me that look that says hes tired of it.  I know hes on edge.

I’ve started smoking again.  K.R.  got me some cigarettes from some kids at school.  I have about five left before my pack is empty.  I’m going to steal some from my sister. 

I have to share my room now.  My sister is sharing with me.  My moms getting rid of half my stuff and we are buying a bunk-bed.  I need to clear a lot of room for that though so im getting rid of my desk, posters, fairy lights, TV, and other things. 

I’m starting to think it’s just to hard to keep going.  What’s the point? my own mom gave up can’t I? 

I know I said I wouldn’t, but I’m still thinking of moving schools.  It’s to hard on my mom to keep doing all this.  Plus my grades are so bad, I’m not doing any better.

I  missed school again today,  I can’t go back.  There isn’t anything there for me.

There isn’t anything in this world left for me.

~Anon

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