Vent
I want to die. I want to just lay down and die. I'm trying so hard to not think about the talk my uncle and I had. He told me. I'm better off in a group home. Like my mother is. He told me that and it just. It hurts. So much. I'm constantly emotionally and mentally abused, I'm gaslighted and just. Invalidated everyday. Once mom dies there's nobody to protect me from them, nobody to stop them from doing whatever they want to do with me. I'll be completely defenseless. I'll be alone again. I don't want to go back. That place is cold. It's. I don't wanna go back I'll lose not only myself but every friend I made. Everything I've fought for will be gone. Noah, Shadow, my apartment, everything will be gone. I'm scared. I don't wanna go back. My uncle is forcing me to call him too, he told me he's not gonna bring me food unless I call him. I can't call him. I don't want to call him. I. I'm scared. I don't know what to do. I don't know who to turn to. I just don't know. I'm scared. Please. Please someone. Help me. Please help me, I'm so scared. I don't. Just. Someone please save me. I don't wanna be here anymore.



















